Sea-wife

Cloak dowry paid.

To husband ever yields.

Tormented by the salted

With wailing heart and fervent lips,
from which your servant’s prayer drips,
I come again to

Three nights ago
I spotted the two of you chatting
In motions resembling amplified speed
Away my

Of all things to have existed
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she

Never loved,
But always have been.
Self built denial
Filled with doubt.

Longing for

A full year had elapsed

Since last we came to pass

Her whereabouts I possessed not a

In the midst of such colossal consumption
The mellow sound that was your body

Dashed by as

Into the line swift you arrived
Skin just dazzling beneath the elegant glow

Barely five seconds

Before tonight no woman had grazed me
In quite the manner you had established

I was but a mere

During the course of that fine evening
I witnessed the way in how loosely you swayed

With a

The suitable fashion in how her lips trembled
Held a power that could obliterate a man’s

I am turning in circles and reveling in need.
Somewhere east
The sun is going white,
And I

I am a part of all that I have ever met,
and all that I have ever seen.
I am a part of all that I

Heart beat,
seat of the soul,
beat red
and with kindness.
Silphium seed,
weighed down
with

not a curl, a clue
not one stir, one swish,
not a puff or a whiff
of a wind
to waft rough
or

The poem speaks
of the rush of
lovers words which
are whispered in
the ears of another.
Imagine

it was calling to her
the mystical roar of the Sea
she knew in its depths
she would once again be

Deeply troubling is the preponderance of whether I do, or will ever have the assets for such

There must be a hyacinth in your hair, because of your essence: a flowers beauty. Of how you

Marooned: rendered obsolete in a desolate place...
Swooned: besotted in the image of your

THE ARBOUR

Fingers trace shapes
Touching skin so smooth
Like hills and fields hair
Splayed out

SUEÑO

I dreamt of you last night,
hair spread, lips like rubies,
your need and mine
for

Familiar souls staring out
through frosty windows
that face each other;
aching from the

Years off and hidden
in a dresser drawer,
live my words all
written,
pages withered
and yellow

Each moment
Spent
Disastrously
Wanting for you
Is a little more
Death

I stand
Sand stirs beneath my feet
Slips through my toes to the beat of the sea
Breathing,

When I hear your voice,
Singing songs of love,
My heart fills with emotions,
I cannot

I turn against the night, unthinking, slowly driven mad,
The air is thick with memories, and I in

Every human

has the shattered pieces of a galaxy

somewhere in them.

.

Do they

I yearned for another,
Who wasn’t you,
But she wasn’t there,
Unlike you,
At a long lost

O how
Ruefully I pine
For mi pueblito perdido,
What I wouldn’t give,
To be young again,
And

I'm peeling back paint on these memories I've lost
and its falling away to reveal a thick green

Every moment that I breathe
I breathe for you
Every thought that I weave
I weave for you
Every

...and then there are these flowers:
flush with fragility and coloring.

What if I could be

Dear Author:
I am posting your 'the-then' thoughts
on this web-blog, since I do not know
where,