Blackout Bliss

What happened?

I don't remember?

Sounds and flashing lights.

The smell of campfires in the air.

The hint of bug spray to give it

That tear gas odor.

The beats of some electro swing

Drives the soul to dance.

Feel the moment as a warm embrace.

Feeling it like hands on a woman's Breast,

Soft orbs, hard nipples, sensuous desire.

Softly rubbing lips against them.

Tugging pulling.

Rising flesh, heated passion.

Taking you in.

Thrusting, bringing you into bliss.

Blacking out from exhaustion.

Then waking up later wondering what happen?

Then knowing, and it was good.

Oct 27/12

That Little Colour

Through the cracks in the dark miserable clouds.

The sun pushes its way through.

All it's warmth,

All it's joy,

For just one second.

Its there that my soul felt loved.

For just a second.

Just like flame of a candle in a open window

With a slight gust of air and it's gone.

Soft blue, rapturish red, happy yellow, and

Soft glowing ornage.

They will haunt my memories till we meet

Again. . .

Oct 24/12

I want nothing

I want nothing to do with you.

Humor is not necessary.

I just don't like you.

As most have never spoken a word

To me,some call me their friend.

I want nothing to do with you.

Did you hear what I said?

Have I spoken in some language

That is alien to you?

Are these words to hard to understand?

What is it that you can't grasp?

Is it my lack of expression?

My vacant stare at you.

Wondering how you survive everyday?

Breathing the air you do.

There is no reason to be around you.

Believe me I've tried.

It's hard to engage someone who is a 

Wall of defense and fear.

It's hard to get a opening in that Facade.

Scared,and freighted that the world is Nothing but a place of disappointment.

Oct 19/12

Once was a boy

There was once this boy

Who was very special,

He was so special that people

Stayed away from him incase they make him sick.

He was very lonely.

But he had his books.

And they took him everywhere.

One day his mom brought him a pile of old books.
He was curious to see what the books were.
Encyclopedia, medical textbooks, or some sort of mass media thing.

But there was so many books that he fell asleep on them.

There his father found him and picked him up in his arms and took him to his bed.

He tucked him in and kissed the boy on his forehead.

What the boy dreamed of was a mystery? But he was happily

Asleep in the other place that he was happy.

Oct.2012

Race Track

Rumbling through the streets of downtown

Today yesterday, and now.

Chasing each light, hoping it stays green,

First one turns yellow, drive, drive, faster, faster

I made it.

Till the next light, keeps the speed going.

Oct 16/12

Lost in the translation

Эта страсть это молчание желание это чувство их руки, касаясь ваше лицо.
Вы чувствуете себя почти опьянения от этой Drugged как Реал страсти ваши так красиво...

This passion

This silent desire

This feeling of their hand touching your face.

You feeling almost intoxicated from this

Drugged-like-real passion

Your so beautiful. . .

Oct 11/12

Between The Leaves

Hey Did you ruffle those leaves,
You know beneath the bushes.
The place where the pretty girl's
Once sun bathed in the nude.
The sky looked deep blue.
Yes, you can almost swim forever
In that blue and never feel cold.
Sometimes there is a oasis of white
In the distance that you can never reach.

Oct.09/12