A WEAKENED HEART!!!

A LOST SOUL wandering dazed and alone through the shadows of the night,

A blurring intent; a past which trails the coat-tails of the future like flotsam dragged by an undertow into the belly of the sea... 

The present but an eye blink; gone…

Never to be felt, never to be experienced again,

The future like a fog creeping on the silent feet of a thief,

Bent on steal the soul of the night,

Making memories of the shadowed darkness of the present,

Cruciform; poised at the dizzying height of the weeping moon,

Staring down upon the altar of fate,

Stained now with the blood of possibilities; sacrificed,

Blown like a storm of dust to cloud the birth of the prenominal,

Of probabilities shifting like a leviathan deep within the shadows of time,

Where latent power abides in the hidden forks of the future,

Quiet now, but awaiting the swirling winds of change to part this fog,

Part this curtain of silence and show the face of my destiny...

PERHAPS that dancing glimmer of light which brightens the night sky, is what I am searching for...

Perhaps, if but for a moment, I would still my racing steps and raise my eyes to the heavens,

I will be shown the wonder of a radiantly winged-beauty; divine…

Angel of my heart ascending on a plinth of light which holds the measure of my heart,

Perhaps if I pause and take a bracing breath of this luminous air,

Draw it like smoke deep into my body, into my lungs...

Deeper still, to the hidden core of my heart,

The shadowed spirit of my umbra,

The rustic bower in which I hold my soul close,

Inhaling as I do,

Inhaling spun moonbeams like shimmering threads cast upon the loom of life,

Awakening me from this dream-touched fog of formless wandering, which leaves me slaved to mid-night tides of darkness, while yet searching for the light…

Perhaps this beauty will be made manifest to me,

A light encapsulated in the perfect vision of my love,

A love so long desired;

Longed for with a poignant yearning that brings tears flowing like blood from the heart,

A vision whose allure is such that it draws the eyes…

Burning the spirit with its touch…

Seducing the body with its embrace…

The soft caress of her regard like fission of thought,

Striking an oscillating chord within my soul,

And so lay bare the essential truth of my heart,

As I hold on to hope as a talisman…

An enchantment to turn the bright eye of her regard unto the burning flame of my love...

FOR her love is all that I long for,

But perhaps more than I deserve,

Her very existence wavering like a mirage standing just beyond my futile grasp;

Hands reaching out to touch,

Yet finding naught but insubstantial shadows,

The ghost of thoughts and feelings which betray and weaken the heart,

Contented happiness fleeing like shadows before the radiant light of the sun...

So I stand as one condemned,

Condemned to an eternity of dream -shaped longings,

Of yearnings which crush without regard the breath from my chest,

Dwelling in a silence ponderously deep and as intractable as the stone sleep of a brooding mountain fastness, gripping the earth in its granite fist,

Trying and failing; fingers fruitlessly grasping at the wind,

To touch the stars, or brush the soft wonder of clouds tied like ribbons of shimmering light,

Which lay forever outside my reach...

Yet still I feel compelled,

Summoned…

Drawn -from any distance, small or great-

   towards any hope of sharing her love,

Snared upon the sweet breath of life which issues from her lips, c

Clutching urgency to my soul like a stolen kiss...

To be possessed, s

See clearly the path to the fulfillment of my greatest wish,

An end to the beginnings of this dream, s

Sun like swirling clouds of silk bedecked upon the blued- steel vault of the night,

The sky painted with a medley of shooting stars...

The moon silently standing,

Bearing witness in their midst,

Swollen with caught dreams; wisps of memories to feed its pearlescent glow,

And trace the fall of my heart…

… Into the cradle of her love...

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

02/21/2012

SILENCE OF THE NIGHT!!!

Listen to the silence of the night,

Let it sooth you; sibilant whisper of its secrets breathed upon the sigh of the wind,

Feel as it fills the sails of a ship built of light...

Built of emotions running high to traverse this ocean of darkness,

To sail through this storm of intent and brave the becalmed promises left to echo in the void of my soul... Cast adrift to drown in uncertainty, yet kept afloat by the star-like glimmer of hope

Of wind and whispers funneled into the earthly manifestation of faith,

A fount of mystery that cannot be seen,

Cannot be touched,

But that surely must exist,

Like love... defined emotion of consummate power,

It remains hidden until the heart is given sight with which to embrace it,

For even through the pain it oft times brings,

Love like knowledge is better for touching…

Better for feeling…

Better for knowing…

Better to experience the radiant power of, than to live in ignorance...

So allow me to puzzle through the lock which is your heart,

Piece by piece take it apart to find the secrets stored within,

The hot searing heat of your love perhaps,

The slow caressing embrace of your touch,

The sensual rhythms of your dreams which sparks a keening note of hunger throughout my heart...

Let me be the key which opens your heart,

The intent which invest your soul in a burst of savory colours,

A kaleidoscope of tastes spinning along the weft of your spirit,

Senses billowing, snapped taut by the howling wind of my fervor,

A rising gale of kindled passions,

For you …

You are my joy and my serenity, j

Joy of the day; a golden ray of sunlight caught within my heart,

Serenity of the night; grace of argent moonbeams like cast enchantments, blossoming in my soul...

For in the heart of my dreams you have found my favour,

Have touched of my desire, tasted the tumescent flavour of my soul as,

Spirit to spirit we dance locked in syncopated rhythm,

Shuddering deeply at the simple delicious thrill of a touch...

You fingers sinking through my skin in a caress so soft

  - a luxuriant release of tension bordering on the erotic-

A threaded whisper of ecstasy against the pulsing beat of the blood,

The enthralling delicacy of a touch; uprooting one from the equilibrium of thought,

It disinherits one from the reality of a breath,

Pulls the soul from the native soil of the body to wrap it in swirling pools of light,

It’s as if the sky has been torn asunder,

Rent like silk to let through the prismatic radiance of the stars,

It lies in you; a blaze of glory from the heart,

A living light of effervescent grace pulling at the weft of my soul,

Pulled outside of myself to ride the freshet wind of your spirit,

Clasped together,

       -body to body, skin to skin-

Tumbling through the air in wild abandon towards the blurred vista of the dream-soaked horizon,

Where the earth fades like a memory into the gloaming beauty of the night...

Where hope a light offered to alleviate the darkened threshold of the sky,

And so stir the heart with a promise,

A miraculous weaving of grace and desire,

Of passion and wonder,

The appeal of a sensual beauty dancing in the beat of my fervor...

A beauty that glows from rapturous eyes which beckons,

An enchanted portal overflowing with the luminance of her soul,

A sorceress with threads of glamour trailing from her hands,

Ropes of enchantments driven by the will of her heart,

A summoning to draw me into the warmth of her embrace,

And I?

A river flowing like liquid gold before the breath of her passion,

The scale of her belief carrying the breadth, the scope of my faith,

To pull me from this waking darkness to walk with her within a dream of spun light,

Where the stars are a shining glory ringing us with the celestial song of a night pregnant with hope carried on the sweet taste of her lips...

My love for you is like a glimmer of hope in the darkened shadows of the night,

The moon rising in argent glory,

A spreading splendor as tender as it is bright,

Like the silvery thread of your laughter holding back the darkness of the night,

A routed army retreating from the magical brilliance of your radiant light,

Your laughter, a strike of summer lightning cleaving the clear vault of the sky...

Blazing a path wonder into my mind,

A trail of desire into my body,

A passage of passion into my soul; given wings and taking flight,

Following the spirit of your soul along the shining pathways of the moonlight,

A bridge that spans the heavens, leading me into the warmth of your embrace...

And the earth stood still,

The clouds halting in its churning progress across the night sky,

A frozen tableau,

The silvery light of the moon caught in your hair; a mane of pearlescent fire,

Heart besieged,

An infinite moment held between one heart beat...

One breath to the next,

A second stretched into a soul-splitting eternity as our lips lock in a kiss...

And I close my eyes on a shuddering sigh,

Caught in a stupor of pure bliss,

Pleasure radiating from me in waves like the trapped heat from the desert sand...

Caught in the magic of your touch,

I delve deep, reaching for the core, reaching for the center of you,

A miner lost within the womb of the earth,

Searching, ever searching for the glimmering perfection of a diamond; hard-edged,

Yet holding a shining beauty in its faceted depths...

This skilled enchantress, who has enslaved me on the soft pillow of her desires,

Bonded to my dreams, she teases and plays sweet pleasure from my flesh,

Offering the intimacies of her embrace; a gift, to my ever growing hunger...

The feel of your touch, a sublime ecstasy,

A wave carrying me along without thought, without conscious volition, without motive...

Simply driven by the animal passions of my desire,

And I burn, a blazing torment that flays the skin, heating my blood to a fevered boil...

And within this fever lies the cool comfort of your touch,

A fusion of two hearts beating in the passionate throes of love….

                                                                                   

Richard 'Poetikz' Burton

02/20/2011

THE DECADANT FLAVOUR OF LOVE!!!

My heart is the exotic setting for this tale, a tale of delight and of solace found in the arms of a love which holds, a love which embraces with a passion that leaves one breathless...

It is a song of grace; a dance of light, movements an exquisite torture of wonder, vibrant with a virile sparkle of saccharine elegance…

It is the lure of beauty sweet; a mellifluous taste of silken opulence caressing with an implacable heat, felt deep within the very marrow of the soul…

It is the rampant bones of the spirit stroked by the smooth touch of a velvet hand...

It is a touch that heals all, a lustrous river of aroused solicitude sinuously twisting through a verdant valley of radiant adulation, shimmering in the alluring light of the full moon like a stream of stars flowing from the wellspring of the heart, clean and fresh as a mountain spring, running with the revitalizing taste of fragrant rose hips; fat and thick, sweet as amber honey, imbued with an epicurean vitality, lemony scent -pink blossoms- flowering rose, the whisper of a breath riding a midnight summer breeze, fragrant with the clean taste of the moonlight...

Specious the unfolding story of a love which glows argent under an enchanting circle of stars, like a blossoming reflection of opulent grandeur flowering from the depths of the soul to birth golden fruits of rapture, swollen with the sweet juice of ambrosia, a beguiling kiss of joy upon the sybaritic lips of the heart...

No taint found here upon the soft swells of this formless sea of desire, no aphotic web of darkness to blanket my sight, leaving me blind to the yawning chasm of time; of endless possibilities stretched before me, caressing my soul with a silken hand of grace...

For how can one hide from ones deepest feelings, from the evocative emotions of the heart...?

How does one escape from this grandiloquent river of ecstasy which flows like an irresistible tribulation of blood; sweet with the delectable taste of appetency pooling upon the tongue of my hunger, slippery with the oiled musk of sensuous arousal carrying the honeyed aroma of spring blossoms fragrant upon the spirit of my soul...?

How can one flee from the rampant bones of a consuming passion, which smothers the breast with a touch soft as velvet lace; lustrous brocaded pattern of love's sweet breath embracing with a libertine kiss of devotion the heart of my very soul...?

How does one escape from, elude the shadows of florid dreams which rises to life from the licentious river of one’s rapturous affections, the swollen tumescence of a desire which leaves the mouth desert dry, leaves the soul tumid in desiderate longing, with the feral taste of wanton adulation calving an agony of sultry yearnings which trickles like hot oil into my soul, burning an implacable path of tenderness to consume my heart in this raging storm of lustful drama we call love...

A harmony of sublime bliss playing unceasingly upon the conviction of one’s heart… A kiss of voluptuous eloquence upon the beauty of the soul...

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(V) irtuous

 (E)nchantment; manifest desire of halcyon radiance evoked within the heart...

For soothe, the seed of my desire washing forth to engulf you in a rising tide of bliss, a passionate wave of scintillence, bright against the velvet breast of the heavens, the luminescent sparkle of a thousand shooting stars trailing fiery tails of provocative grace upon the raven wings of the night…

The sensual allure of the moonlight, a hedonistic touch of decadence; the silken caress of my tongue tracing the voluptuous curves of your lips, the rendered evocativeness of that touch teasing forth a river of pleasure to flush your body with the heated flow of my regard… 

Enchanting the élan of, the sultry note of harmony shaping the desires of the heart, shaping the passions of the soul, shaping the hungers of the flesh, tasting the sweet and luscious flavour of your beauty, inhaling the stimulating aroma of your essence on the breath of a voiceless sigh, a pregnant moment in time birthing a whispered song of longing as we indulge in the brio of a sybaritic kiss, as with eyes lost to the magic of your touch, lost within the captivating beat of your loveliness, I track the movement of your soul, a womb swollen with the sweet juice of your spirit, awaiting the release found in the tender embrace of my touch, the specious moment of climax, a crescendo of rapturous glory, inundating my heart with the honeyed flow of your love...

It is a fire that burns slow, enchanting with wonder as it overwhelms the minds, sparking a flame of desire within the quickened beat of my heart...

And so I burn…

A blazing torment which flays the skin, which heats the blood to a boil, driving daggers of longing into the heart as it sets fire to the soul...

I pass from nothing, passing through the crucible of desires velvet embrace...

From darkness, into the shadows of passions smouldering flame, shaped by the primal appetites of the body, annealed in the glowing heat of your fire, quenched and tempered by your sweet kisses, your caresses reverberating through my flesh, through my mind, through my soul, to stroke the center of my being, the feel of your body like a blanket of rapture, of glory spread over me...

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

02/06/2012