blinded

i'm blinded by the sunshine face reflecting off the deep dark ocean of your eyes.
behind those drapes i sense a depth, though perhaps hidden by disguise.
and i'm drowning in her presence, now, and not a word can change these tides.
disoriented, i try to pull myself together, and reconstruct the best i can comprise.

the furthest boundaries that contain myself begin to fuzz along the edges
while the space between us hums with electricity, i approximate to the ledges,
and closing the eyes, i throw myself off, into the fantastic unknown abyss,
chaos wraps it's arms around me, spinning unconsciously, and then, a kiss.

the world around me pauses, now, in the most surreal kind of expression,
for more nights than can be counted, i have held on to this dream in repression.
to match myself to those perfect curves where your song finds it's source
to hold you in a warm embrace that contradicts gravitational force.

we're all these tiny tropical islands that somehow manage to float around in distance,
approximating to, then distancing from, the other islands in our near existence.
and the saltwater tears we are responsible for makes for a heavy kind of resistance,
fighting for our lives, the seaweed wraps me from beneath, and challenges our persistence.

dark mountains above rain fire below, everything possessed by something not right,
through the turbulence and waves, i'm forced away from her comfortable paradise light.
storm-swept, not sure if i'm real anymore or if where to find dry land.
until i woke on that fateful day on the shores of your sandy island.

like the trees

you're gorgeous like those trees that are in full bloom right now,

the ones that fill the street with their intoxicating scent.

there is an entire field, for as far as i can see, filled with wildflowers,

and though in their colorful landscape i'm encapsulated, surrounded,

i'm certain which one is you.

as we pull the velvet covers over our heads, the sky softly puts us to sleep,

dotted amongst the infinite stars, your twinkle is so unique.

was it the radiance of your sunshine smile that caught my first attention?

or the elegant grace with which your floated across time?

perhaps it wasn't until the first chance to dissolve into the explosion in your eyes.

and just like anything, the ages of history have deposited you here,

in the high-mountain meadow overflowing with countless like you.

history deposited you here, in this vast ocean of life,

where among so many we all fade away into the background of insignificancy, 

though peering into this abyss… trees, fish, microscopic, kaleidoscopic, telescopic. 

unlimited streams

unlimited streams of beautiful queens

pass each day with much fanfare.

in their dreams their conscious screams

to be held by someone who cares.

tucked into jeans, put on silver screens,

laid bare for the world to stare,

stamped out by machines, and placed in scenes

where from behind frosty eyes they are compared.

you stumbled out of line that evening

when you danced into my space,

breaking out of the assembly line,

contradicting the rules in place.

and returning from your chocolate eyes

i find my mind has been misplaced,

so in this kind of drunken confusion,

all of my steps i begin to retrace.

same game

Lazily sliding back into habituation.

Controls feel lose in the hands, slipping in relation

A sort of blurred-blind reaction to all information

Oxygen-deficiency, halfway inhalation.

Furthering this cyclic self-annihilation

Then the collar-and-chain snaps me back to realization

  Over and over in my head, subtle foreign incantation

Breathe my essence into its own perpetuation

                  Another cosmic iteration

                  Set to go off in mere desperation

                  I hope reentry is less than frustration

                  A grand enlightening for the whole population!