Narcoleptic Nomad XI

Narcoleptic Nomad XI I dream of galloping hooves and golden chariotsโ€ฆOh, what a sight!They guide me, echoing into the nightโ€ฆOh, bliss!I hear a beautiful Teal singing as sweetly as a lovers kiss... I dream of towering pillars embracing itsโ€™ historic judgementโ€ฆOh, the landscape!Peaks of green, towers of limestone, and torturous dungeonsโ€ฆOh, is the heavy air!Ancients... Continue Reading →

Yet Another Goodbye

Yet Another Goodbye charcoal and chalk pencil on pastel paper By John Teal My skin has burned with the maximum pleasures...Your ghost will forever haunt my lips...For there is none other left to kiss...My heart begs to my mind.. Say,it is not so.Oh please, My Love...Please do not go...Unforgettable...Yet...Banished upon the ship of unending time...Unbearable...Tragically...Wrecked... Continue Reading →

Earth and Fire

Earth and Fire What Are we To do withThis love of oursHopeHopeThat weMay plant ourHearts upon fertile groundsGrowGrowTogether reachingOur Vines outward Toward one another's graspHoldHoldOn neverLetting go soThat we become oneEntanglement Entanglement Rearranged withinThe same yet Different given life formsUnited WhatShall weDo with ThisPassion we are givenIgniteIgnite Our worldSet it allAblaze bring out theTorchTorchIt deliver... Continue Reading →

In My Head

The Skull By John TealChalk pencil on black card In My Head In my headEncompassed within boneVibrates a solemn toneBeneath this white shellLives, Oh Heaven and HellIn my headTissue of pale and pinkWith warm depths to sinkWorlds of non-existence Upon walls of resistance In my headVisions live awake and in slumberCalculations and solutions without any... Continue Reading →

The Sea Monster

The Sea Monster Mermaids of the deep...They all weep...Greif is onlyShort of a leap...Attacks of above...Are often seen...Attacks from below...Are only obscene...Abort ship...Lingers at my lip...Oh, Blackbeard!Oh, Lafitte!Take what you must...I'm bound by the feet...Abort ship...Still, LingeringAt my lip...You are a Brute...You are a Kidd...My eyes jolt,Beneath the lid...Not my Mate...Nor my Captain...Nothing more, Is... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nymph VII

Such A Tease Photo Credit: John Teal Oh, Father... Forgive me please...I do believeThat I am anIncredible tease...I am dissatisfiedLess He be beggingOn His knees...Not so that I wish notAim to please... Oh Forgive Me!It is onlyHis Entire BeingThat I wishTo forever seize...-Madamchryzl- Thank you Mr. John Teal, However, I have found that some days... Continue Reading →

Papyrus Passion

Complicated can follow...True yet...Harder words to swallow...Maybe, ah this...Ah, maybe that...And maybe reality is,Not really..Where it is at...Fantastic fantasies...Fall like autumn leaves...Rendering truth...To her knees...Maybe, ah this...Ah, maybe that...Perhaps, thoughts are meant...To stay where they are at...Lifeless..Less written to a page...Lying flat...Without pulse... Less it blooms upon,It's paper stage...- Madamchryzl -

Narcoleptic Nomad – X

Narcoleptic Nomad - X I dream in bioluminescence...Deep blue depths viewed in effervescence...One hundred... One million.. Visuals of blue to reel in...Slithering and sinking...Swimming and blinking...Worldly within their world...Straight and curled...Gargantuan and microscopic...Heavenly made with logic....Furry and unfriendly...Teeth that lead only to an ending...I dream of the ocean's endless inch...I dream of the Marianas Trench...-Madamchryzl-

Tuesday Song- “Midnight Confessions” By Grassroots

The sound of your footstepsTell me that you're nearYour soft gentle motion, babeBrings out a need in me that nobody hears, except In my midnight confessionsWhen I tell all the world that I love youIn my midnight confessionsWhen I say all the things that I want toI love you There's a little gold ring you... Continue Reading →

Confession I

Oh Father,If there was a reasonForSurpassing Soulful treason...He... He,Would be my reason...Oh...A heart...Oh...A soul...Oh...He hides...Charging,It's toll....Oh...SO tough! Oh!So bold!Oh...A delicate heart.. He is unable... To hold...Oh! HE! OH! Me!Such carelessness,To see...Oh!To let him,Hold me...Oh!Such enouement...Oh!Such,Darkle, Spent...Such,Sand sinksIn such,A cosset..-Madamchryzl-

Kah-nigh/Conigh

"Conigh - is Cajun French for conniving... But in a mischievous fun way." I've been called this once or twice and always with love. ๐Ÿ–ค ๐Ÿ˜‰ Enjoy... Kah nighAm ITo SpyWith MyLittle EyeA Sigh To replyOh,Lovers CryOh,Shivery ThighLet's TryTo FlyHeights HighOh,MyOh MyHands TryTo ReplySo SlySlights NighAm ISo Kah-nighLittle I Can't deny-Madamchryzl-

Black Hole

BLACK HOLE A galaxy generated within false ink...Cosmos of love gone within a blink...Cursed dark vortex dissolving all heat...Implosion has replaced my every heartbeat...Concave words buckle within...Just ellipsis following the end...-Madamchryzl-๐Ÿ–ค Previously posted in March but is applicable today! ๐Ÿ–ค For us self proud of our Sagittarius title... LET TODAY BE EVEN MORE GRAND. ๐Ÿ–ค... Continue Reading →

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