All the districts of the valley point one way when reunited
interfering wholly in our mankind
self esteem was fulfilled
One daily poem mastered. Another one was started
then I’ve checked my horoscope
and vehemently made a turn
just to crash into a field of lavenders soft like chartreuse
Reimagining my long term goals
since I’ve fallen down from heaven before
made a point set prior to recolor
Me.
And now amity gained its spirit
when each subject foregathered
into one big major plan to chase you down and keep like Summer
in my eyes joyful and oversaturated no filter anything.
Key in ignition full speed I’m intellectually lit
hot to the touch agleam alternatively
I assess this alignment
so I tend to be me

Live in color
Leave one hue
be repetitive if you want to

See your contrast
Sea of hues
feel your own divergence too

Be the greatest to love the first to holler and leave
quit everything
and take a road to California reasonless

stay behind familiar walls of all feelable feelings
bad subtexts
Watch over your perfumed shoulder

Love your loved
for a week or two
or eight months

Be a gypsy for Maxwell Steele and my forced fantasy
of ending fortnight
To my ascending syzygial guru
and modern arts.

For better
four of my addressees
on the telephone wavelength alas

Scene not for me
Seen fantastical things
Now let me stay home for a day

I don’t wanna dance anymore

stage one
your hand fits perfectly in mine
hotter than july long lasting in my mind
thriving vitally with time
ivy
Marine alleyway
from the wooden bridge all the way till the bay
your eyes deep don’t keep
nothing key to say
joyful and young
In love with what I am
standing atop the immense ashes
of the maritime botanical terraces
the same place
where you held your wife’s hand in the lookout for an event
I was in present
and in present I’ll stay.

Drifting in this unprecedented feeling
of dreamlike quality
My ocean in a bottle sweetness and fantasy fused into completeness
My philosophical creation vital and at peak

you warm me up like firelight

You have unaffected power potted flower of chaos bewildering
Greatness taken to the higher level
as if all that ever fascinated me has never taken place.
No one has ever spoken.
in such calm tone as you in my wilting hours in victorian beginnings
Tracking down the summer
through translucent covers to my deepest self enlightened

No sea will be flown in valediction
exceptionally beatific charming waves caused to move by change
Northern West
you flawlessly being flawless
chained spiritually arbitrarily and accepted
Capital of summertime bliss
firelight

Deflagrating mightly
madly from kilometers away apathy influenced by poetic manners
Taken to hyper speed and mindset of purity repeating in warm waves
No ocean world generated in polar areas
not even coldness of the night
Nothing fancy never took place

You warm me up
you’re my firelight

Racing down the drive against my developing thoughts
I’m the artist always both blue yellow painting metaphor
Out of context time for breather meditation brought to life
made to be an encourager
to exceed your scheduled mind.

Get your stuff now
go outside
greet the moon welcome the dark

Unattached to miracle that has been known and reiterated
to grow
yet no vain prayer of theirs never went real
in daylight on paper
or the ominous world of eternal dawn
truck on highway ordered coffee
moving fast not stopping by
never listening to the others
Always dual perhaps I may never
live way another.

Why I wonder?
good question indeed
to grasp tightly onto solid panels symmetrically laid in castles
atop hills
high & powerful

Mind both places taken places
clovers highways blue normally
Stretching long monday till sunday
one big highway
headed one way.

I have multitudes
spread throughout me asymmetrically
eyes of 3 shades
leveled as if portrayed vertically
sunshine captured in them deep
oceanic blue sky lit by lightnings cloudless open airy & free
lonely writer
wired to a chosen scheme
reinvented blissfully
Morning calm another day of resting under apple trees

troublesome ways awoken by no cost
transits rule the world - including all those created by me
scene of april
By the fortress nowhere lying near to a brand new land formed
-down my Ravine
where the meandering valley stops-
(and starts running later on)
Lonely writer in shallow love
eyes deep
trust in the transit

Although so frantic no place is vile to sit
rethink
or overthink...

Anyway - I have strong faith in my destiny
I obey
all the glitter wisdom and great glory
of it - and all its closest surroundings.

u ought to know
In times when the dull winter sun descends behind the skyline
and it darkens progressively
crazy fast as if sped up
I try to find a brighter light in those green eyes of yours
find calm amidst thunderclouds miniature thunderstorms
and inhale the magic orbiting you like a handmade universe so perfect
so quintessential
that I don’t mind being in love
with your eyes
your auburn hair
and extraterrestrial reputation.

But as I said:
I don’t mind being blue nor rosy
next to u
The reason for this staged adventure across galaxies is true
I love u
for the fun of it
I don’t need u
but keep u close to my shoulder as if I was orbiting u
As a planet - in your handmade universe - in your emerald eyes - in my sober mind.

I am the poet in big need and
captivated
by ur olive green vividly glistening eyes
which fit my fractured consistency unattached from everyone
ur hair gold like fallen leaves in fall
a celestial archer from Orion
areas of thinking I have for an armor
against unwanted corruption-
u have things i wanna gain
in the future
distant but plain

Evenings come
it darkens now
I see summer in your sweet eyes
I feel bliss empowerment magic midnight lit by fire
you create
Masterfully

And the things you do to me
make no sense
why I stay?
Simple answer:
you are the perfect bartender to align with to become something what’s larger
to move forward with u
or without u
doesn’t matter.

Epic story to be written past boring beginnings later
after everything has happened
nonchalant and happy after.
Lonely lover
favorite poet
writing with ur hands narrative
To acknowledge my true thoughts
roaming through my unpaired visually eyes
To remember that I love you
for forever
when u leave i’ll live in peace
somewhere in the deep of my
sweet overpoetic mind.

Caffe latte
sunday morning no rush after
resident of the white hour
endless minutes spent on laughter.
You in the doorway
with your old luster
Yerba mate in your veins eyes green standing firm like a dream
perfect disaster
like a substitute for what’s about to happen
worth to question
what’s it all for?
Will your tenderness be the embrace of the summer and its grace
down the roads
of desert worlds
only sand no water ponds
just one road
headed to
Heavens’ floor
or how you call
that one place where I belong with you.