The Keeper

If not maiden intended,

maiden in waiting.

Word to the Matriarch,

my return at dark.

I send my man for her things.

 

The disjointed spite the Bedlamite.

I covet the cover of clouds.

Talk of mad seasons,

the ides of which to fear.

As to my letters,

commonality in my ken.

Her words do what they should.

I suicide..

 

Morphine dreams little women.

There is wine and dress 

cast about as light material.

Cards and dice until 

the adrenaline dies down.

What cleave to us fall down.

Her exhalation sanguine.

Wind filter cool to the skin.

A beast reverence and disgust.

It is a scene, apt pupil.

Come from it benign until it don’t.

 

The cuckold give her direction.

The stink of ambition 

the sculpted.

The narrows for the 

damnable consumption. GL ©

I’m the want she want.

To everything your defiance.

A poets lot ceaseless.

She tribute to missive

she give life to. 

Lord over it all 

conventional heterosexual.

As she sex pot.

 

This commonality linger for longer.

Linen and little else.

The lines defined and varied woman.

In some quarters lauded charm alarm.

I’m just the wicked goose bump her skin.

Full lips and jinx.

 

The genesis the, to-do.

The pliant and flamboyant.

Prize in your diary.

Want for you erotic.

 

A mutual that make it art.

In this we’re candid.

Love is pestilence but timely

act of kindness.

Once in motion change

in social grace form consent.

 

Local wine. Local trick.

It don’t go but spit on it.

The rowdy in the house.

Virtue weaponized.

His way unrefined.

The surge in line 

with happenstance.

The frighten she delight in. GL©

We afternoon as lovers.

She is cherubim

and the gallery of which she mimic.

The Bedlamite.

I am stranger to the order.

They Look to blame.

They cannot explain and

need not ceremony cross the threshold.

 

Seek love in the right light.

Furtherance the good life.

A kiss and with that we endeavor.

The measurable excess.

Trust I”m incorrigible.

 

I remember every then on.

Dream this over the top.

Age of inquisitive intimates.

The wind pick up as the cloud burst of a dream.

Gender roles in our frequence.

With that in motion one more in the fold.

 

A fashion of triumph.

The power of ten.  

Enter the garden the vainglorious

live for the trick.

You keep your eyes for wolves.

Give him his win.

I want to be let.

Is discovery darling.

 

She determined ethereal.

My irregular her betterment.

I’m as thirsty as in wonder.

Just the age to by stand the will and won’t.

The intermittent optimist.

What boundaries ain’t bound.

Vanity she couldn’t sate is sex you’re after.

A tease of goods.

You’re comfortable in robes.

Alight the intimate, the loyal foil.

I want un-orthodox.

A warmth dream lover.

Sunday come calling.

Streets is wet and windy.

There always roles.

See your mind from cuckold.

Figures barefoot in the reeds.  GL©

Pure Velvet

Companion is currency.

Drive by winter.

I’ve felt the charms her disparate.

Tinge of romance and I’m obliged.

 

I’ve tapped wavelength.

Cast bigger shadow than subsequent.

She’s pure velvet. 

Run about my orbit, 

this is wonderland.

Companion in space.

Offer self and take same time.

She love hard given to direct her and is torrid.

Congregants of a mind untold unpredictable

who better and why? 

 

Tug of serotonin measure increment.

To everything your weird science.

Wind whip of which swirl of sentiment.

Bedlam in the midst.

Macabre and dreadnaught. 

She is fury, now kitsch. She persist.

She give life to introspect.

The horror of hunger,

grasping best they could.

A cadre enlightened unconventional heterosexual.

Thrill to death.

Dress is meaning and beneath that is grimace.

The lonely is now categorical.

She charm the thing.

The egoist champion your profile.  ©

I and my partisan

trip the light mind bending.

Over the shoulder euphoria.

Magic man my exotic notes.

Day dream of you wild stylized.

 

Material notion of success

part of the tome.

The body unencumbered.

Bide that front of mind.

The need prescient

lost on me. 

The context a dear figure G©

Hunger Is A Driver

A girl should care of fright.

I talk her through the macabre.

I haunt the dunes and the park.

The exotica fool romantic.

I am this Bedlamite.

 

She shriek like insides on fire.

Semblance of gentile she survivor.

Love is dead by its hand

it come to be so.

 

Death of the Duchess.

You like the pose.

Fire and couture.

She have me her advantage.

 

Dyed in the wool

rainy day poet meant for you muse.

Event of romantic import.

Every belle in the cohort fellow zealot.

She amenable lass with

machination of fair game.

She turn to it for I know she take

initiative to vice

like you haven’t threshold for me.

 

Alright then.

She with the sweet water rose of war

for the wicked made constant.

Loyal whole cloth.

The pang like promised us.

I’m coming back.

 

Same as horror cover the square.

The burning leaves sweet smell of welcome.

Big news that reach coven.

Imagine the town back when 

and legend Bedlamite.

Nightmare spread 

a girl should care of fright.

Proof of my love she is warming to.

Caught in the swaddle I remember everything.

I’m aggressive, blessed manna

intoxicant monument of a sight.

Sense her virtue under threat.

Should I, would she tell? ©