She’s dancing in the snow,
Don’t know which way to go.
A rose with poppy blood
And a maddening strut.
With eyes that can’t follow
Anything short of a dollar.
With feet that all but holler
And limbs that sway so somber.
I wonder who’s got her
Wearing that heroine collar.
What bird whistles
In the still of night?
Are you hiding in the thistles?
Are you dreaming of light?
What bird whistles
When life seems to hide?
Your language and its riddles
Are as far away as pride.
Such notes melt over me,
As a blanket of stars,
And just as warmly
Rise in morning hours.
My babys a bad liar
And I smile for her day to day.
My babys a bad liar
And I let her have her way.
My babys a bad liar
She don’t know what I see.
My babys a bad liar
She don’t know eyes are free.
My babys a bad liar
Wouldnt have her in other hands.
My babys a bad liar
Shes run off to another man.
My babys a bad liar
She came to me today.
My babys a bad liar
I know she wont stay.
My blood covers
The fruits of our land,
Indulging the tasteless
Sugar that is sand.
Come into
My hallowed frame,
Carve yourself
In my dried name.
Patience is blind
Before crimson stain,
A drought agnostic
To the notion of kin.
Oh what a moon
To behold;
Shining,
Shimmering,
Gold.
Starlight piercing
Teardrops bold,
A town is silent
And age is old.
Night lets down
Her vertigo hue.
Our pool is golden
We are
Too…
A single thought of you
Speaks to me,
As a wellspring of joy;
And I am Ecstasy’s brother,
Withholding in your depth…
A quiet witness
To the wild humanity
Thirsty for herself.
A single thought of you
Blooms a garden
Where butterflies
Returning from pilgrimage,
Forfeiting their colors,
Forgetting their wings…
They carpet your terrace
With the colors of the wind.
A single thought of you
Forgets my blood
And betroths the world.
Find me in the tears
Of this communion,
Waiting in the alleys
Of mankind’s scripture,
Building with forgotten words.
Let us
Catch hands
Upon this swing
Take
Dancing steps
Within a whim,
Leaping flowers
And the barb
Where we once
Would play along.
When we fall
From heavens rhyme,
Toes skipping
The sands
Of time,
Somehow,
Between
These dizzy frames,
We find some way
To be the same.
We fall
Like careless whispers,
Feathers in the wind.
To a slumber
In an oceans end
To purgatory
In the dancing sand.
Let us not…
Think too long
Hold my hand,
And
My tongue.
Remember when
We helds hands
And felt the silence
Of the water
The light was fading
Into the depths
And we could swim
No farther.
May your words
Flutter into my ear
Like stories
Our ancestors told…
Singing the ecstasy
Of golden summers,
Nesting the prayers
Of winters old.
Where are your eyes?
Behind them.
There your sun was born,
And since…?
Oh the winds
Life has known,
Oh the winds
They carry chance.
Of our fledgling words
An almond honey dew
Springs in a shiver of downy
In a way tongue cannot bloom .
ahorsealone 
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