laughing bell

chiming bell, ringing,
sounding the sea's laughter,
you drift to shore
on fire and glowing,
moonlit.

you come to me with the tide
and i roll out in your surf,
lost in your touch,
tied to your kiss.

always this hunger, this thirst,
appetite for your wine's flesh.
blissful lips fresh with a smile
point to her eye-colored skies.

i love the way your waves
crash, ecstatic next to me
when the sea swells
and the only thing left
is our salted skin, oceanic,
and those bells chiming laughter.

before we danced

but what of her,
the magnolia
with glacial eyes?

she is a storm
laughing with passion,
flying into the sun.

she is lunar
yet solar in spirit,
burning down the sky.

my body asks for her
like water to parched lips,
she smiles and i melt.

i yearn for her knowledge,
her cherry lips,
those glacial eyes!

a heart

because of the orange rising moon
i wanted to become a heart.
a heart.

when love blossomed fragrant
i wanted to become a heart.
a heart.

every time i taste her peaches
i turn into a heart.
a heart.

mathematics of beauty

geometry of a smile
framework of joy
shape of happiness
lips triangulate eyes
my heart turns round

the art of beauty

light makes sculpture
framed by a nest,
delightful strands delicate spill
into flow river, stream upon cheek:
shape the lip's rose.
a kiss inside her waits
as full moon twinned
eclipses the sea,
her eyes full of waves.

seeing her upon waking

sun's pale glow childish
splashes softly shored skin

deep sea eyes wonder
within wells silent aglow

moon shine faces softness
smooth cheeked for a kiss

liquid languid lips tender
dream oblivion floating cloud-like

featherless hair winged wind
falls wholly earthen body

dream-like

to talk to the nightingale,
wish upon a hummingbird.
to fly with dolphins,
dream upon a daisy.
to die with her honey,
sleep upon her breast.