My Mighty Oak 2.0

Through the cyclones winds, you stand strong before me... Through the angry lightening, you remain barely singed... Through the drenching rains, you breathe your air safely... Your might keeps us in tact, though my storms batter us deeply... Your strength preserves our love when my weak nature is on display... Your strong branches cover me,... Continue Reading →

Vapidly

Photo By: Madamchryzl "Canyon Lake, TX May the numbness settle back in... Deadened nerves are what's left in the end... Smiles systemically generate... Flesh can pretend... I am a robot, nothing here to liberate... A prisoner of my own crimes, not one statement to defend... Sentencing from the highest court, I waste no time attempting... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad VIII

Narcoleptic Nomad VIII I dream of my ancestors dancing across the black sanded beaches of Italy... I wonder if they looked like me... With hair darker than the coast and sunsets as romantic as their hearts... Sweet wine... Fragrant vines... Stones and spirits as old as time... Escaping such love is a crime... A baroque... Continue Reading →

An Ode To ‘Dirty Dancing’

🖤Dirty Dancing🖤 Familiar songs bring comfort and pleasant memories... Her heart goes, bump bump... As her kisses come in three's... His heart goes, bump bump... Giggles turn to sighs.. Her heart goes, bump bump... Cradled, unlike a baby, though she cries... His heart goes, bump bump... Plush cotton heavy on the skin... Her heart goes,... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad V

Narcoleptic Nomad V I dream of Brazil... Colors and rhythm fill my room... Carnival becomes an essence, and dance will follow soon... Here... Orchids nearly float on thin air... Confetti showers me all around... Orange, yellow, and red... O, why such festivities ever have to end... Soon, I wake, a grin... Maybe soon, I can... Continue Reading →

Possession

"She floated straightish..." Photo By: MadamChryzl Possession What a powerful hand you possess... Such an attribute, I'll confess... You took me into your hands... And performed magic over my lands... You're a magician; no, a warlock... You possess more strength than time left on your clock... Over power Me.... I am a Banshee... I am... Continue Reading →

Art By: Madamchryzl Bloodstream Feels like I am drowning in black and white, when I choose to live in radiant color. My whole life I watched those with erasers; masking utensils follow behind. "Why would you want to fade these beautiful hues?" I would ask. "Because it discolors our scenery." They would say. And follow you will, continue to stand... Continue Reading →

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