I am currently working on more light hearted work after a wonderful year of change . God bless you all..
My spark has returned
I have forgiven all those who have burned me
The ones who are not satisfied with the results of their schemes
The ones who have hated me since they saw to it that my dreams would not be coming true through them
The jackals who have waited for my fall for centuries and never have come close to finding me anywhere
My spark is back
I am taking it all the way there this time
Tears have fallen by the gallon
I could have collected them in bottles like the rain that collects in puddles on the rooftops and in the ground
I have found myself once again
A brand new outlook
A brilliant future
A chance to find my next true love
Sometimes I wonder if that part has already arrived
There is this boy who does something to me that I simply cannot explain
He is not all there in his straight little melon
In fact, close to that place that we call "insane"
His brainwaves grope my senses
His energy makes me wet
His azure eyes show me a plan in some distant part of the future
A promise to never let me forget him
Is this that curse from Ancient Sumeria ricocheting against my soul yet again?
I really believe that I have paid my dues
I have faith that Egypt has my hand
I am coming into a part of this existence that I have co-written where I am truly able to understand everything that is going down all around me
A time to relax in the carefree zone
A time when my gorgeous spouse makes me remember what I sound like when a cock makes me moan in pleasure void of emotional pain
The erasure of that dirty little stain that never fades away is
More than possible
It is, in fact, a reality of mine
I will own that one for certain
I have drawn the iron curtain on my own
My spark has returned
To burn my fire
To light my sacred flame
To ignite my breath with a phosphorescence that compliments the sound
The spark of the great hearth fire that I am bound to
By ancestry
By reality
By blood
By lyrics written by Tori Amos
Boys on my left side
Boys on my right side
Boys in the middle
But his crazy ass is not here
And, that is ok by me but I will wait no longer for him to come all the way back around...
7-06-2016
- Author: LIGHT WARRIOR ( Offline)
- Published: August 20th, 2016 04:33
- Comment from author about the poem: THIS WAS WRITTEN WHEN MY FRIEND ERIC WELCH WAS TEETERING ON THE FENCE WITH HIS SEXUALITY AND OF COURSE, had he taken the plunge, I was who he fancied to catch him when he fell,,,ugh,,,,in any event, it didn't end up happening,,,he brought his new girlfriend by recently after proclaiming to everyone we know his desire to be with me,,,,she can have him,,,,
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Great write
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