Bittersweet Glory Of An Ephemeral Kiss

Waking up in the middle of the night
And the train is howling out of sight
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes you know that the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

The sun comes up and the light’s in your eyes
But you can’t help drowning in goodbyes
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes when you know the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

You should turn the page and soldier on
But something heart-shaped from your chest is gone
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes when you know the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

 

 


Star Crush Songs on Youtube

Star Crush Spoken Word Songs on Youtube

Poetry Books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

 

Sunbeams Shining In Through A Window Of A Home That Shall Always Be

As I wandered into your heart
I was set free from the start

Your darling face
And your beautiful eyes

Your magnificent mind
Understands mine

A heart and soul
So very pure

My true love
Waiting for me

And you are mine
forever sublime

Though we are far away
Know we’re together each day

Though words fail to say
Anything at all In a new way

I am thinking of you

 

 


Star Crush Songs on Youtube

Star Crush Spoken Word Songs on Youtube

Poetry Books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

 

Rianne, Sunmaiden Of The Cosmos

Rianne, our love is one
Sweetest Rianne, bright as the sun

I know you love me
Deep in your heart

So tell me you love me
When we’re apart

Rianne, our love is one
Sweetest Rianne, queen of the sun

Tell me you love me
Deep in your heart

I know you love me
When we’re apart

Cosmic seas are in our eyes
Poetry runs through our veins
Mystery swims in our hearts

And
I love you


My books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

In spite of the darkness cast by intimate and brutal failure the dream smolders on

Love is a many-splendored thing
and our attempt to capture such vibrancy
eventually disintegrates entire kingdoms into ashes
leaving us shadowed by the moon and wondering
whether the sky shall ever spark again
with the brilliance of another pair of yearning eyes and longing skin,
high mountain trees flourishing with heavy touches of ripe adoration,
a blossoming sunrise that emerges from deep inside,
the richest reward for the hungriest heart.


My books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

Star Crush – Meditation On Goodbyes

When I held you
Closely

How were we to know
When the hungry-eyed stars
Would stop dancing in our eyes?

As I meditate
With my aloneness

Flowers decorate the entirety
Of my skin

Awakening each springtime moment
From the dizzying slumber of the ordinary

As the bountiful scents of geranium and lavender
Begin to quench the thirst of belonging

I ponder how poetry was the only way
You knew how to love

Building those burning forests of desire
Ever higher, ever higher

Yet never truly trusting in the benevolence
Of earthbound intentions

So I hold you in my thoughts delicately,
Knowing you needed to be free

Embracing the circle of wonder
A final time

And letting the answers
Drift away like smoke upon the horizon

When I held you
Closely

How were we to know
When the hungry-eyed stars
Would stop dancing in our eyes?

 


My books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

roadtripping into the hazy abyss


when I lost
the will to speak

then the rivers
flowed too deep

once I was a child
who knew

why we had to start
anew

the boughs
of this tree

a burnt
memory

the outline
of this house

nostalgia
headed south

now there is a place
for me

love has finally
set me free

 


 


My books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning

when everything in the world tears us apart, there is comfort in knowing what shall always sustain us


the lepers
of disinformation

the hungry
harried
heavy soil

fecund
and waiting

wandering toes
squishing the dirt
of the past

icy eyes
underneath
a frozen hello sky

morbid curses
cried out in the middle
of a monsoon nightmare

weightlessly erupting like furniture
dropped from orbit

peace and whispered kisses
shaped like earlobes

hearing unfulfilled desires
glide and splash like ancient coins
dropped into long-forgotten wishing wells

I am overgrown
with the landscape
of future disasters

this caricature
of humanity

a patchwork scarecrow
leaking vintage ruminations
like old straw from dilapidated pants

like steady trains
from stations departed

a deep octave
that chugs along
pulling hearts

and leaving those
behind with the sounds
of robust machinery

and the sight
of billowing smoke
in the distance

the passage of time
hiding in the clouds
high above

folded against
her beating chest

like the locket
of his hair

that sings
a song of consolation

a blossoming
love symphony

that even transcends
the way the horizon
seems to float away

like a zeppelin
filled with only goodbyes

 

 


My books:

Ignite Words And Love Their Echo

Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse

Juggernaut Of Yearning