caressing the tree tops stale wind blows
like a stalker creeping on their tippi-toes
transparent darkness across the sky it flows
lost in this view where just a bit of sun shows
blaketing day the night through time it goes

Such a silly haircut
on my little toe-headed girl
it was all *******,
and short on the sides

bangs falling short
above those light blue eyes

and we stared at each other
for a long, long while
admiring the chub on her cheeks
and the dimples in her smile

i suppose she looked just like you,
although you weren't here to be found
in the thick of South Africa
with accents that did astound me

and i did get the chance to brag
about my little honey-babe
with dirt on her hands
and a smile on her face

to a friend i knew long ago
in her place next to the structure
of eternal expedition
in the form of stimulation
at the users' best convenience

Black widows
Long legged silhouettes
Silk seductive strides
Well versed stickiness
Webs of gestures n subtleties
Mesmerizing memoirs, lasting anecdotal wit
"The musing mind-***"
Viscerally burned into total recall
Wry smiles begins the succumbing
A sweet lucid sleep-walking slumber
Head in the clouds, nose wide-open
Floating on tippi toes
"The Beautiful Terrible, Surrenders Ballerina"
Delicate withering "Wurthing Heights"
Such strings, such strings, suuch stringssss...
How deep does she weave
How far down the the souls rabbit hole
the school, the artist, the bag of tricks, the odyssey
Scarred contemptuous kiss of decay
"Queen of the Dmaned"
**"Dare to Love a Black Widow Spider"