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Walking through the labyrinths of my mind Like a crystal maze, going back in time Stories create fractals of light Piercing the retina of my soul I spent too long trying to be Someone else’s friend But now I’m remembering the friend I left back home who held the keys To portals where we could be wild and free She gave me a chance to explore The universe with fresh eyes With… Read More
Emotional boy He’s unable to express La coeur de la mer © Bluecusp Creative – All rights reserved 2018.
If you jump I jump Clouds only hold so much rain Keep the fires burning © Bluecusp Creative – All rights reserved 2018.
Understanding you Where crops beyond right and wrong Grow in abundance © Bluecusp Creative – All rights reserved 2018.
I send my embrace Like a dad, with affection And full of friendship © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.
“The dark eagles, sleep and death, Rustle all night around my head: The golden statue of man Is swallowed by the icy comber Of eternity. On the frightening reef The purple remains go to pieces, And the dark voice mourns Over the sea. Sister in my wild despair Look, a precarious skiff is sinking Under the stars, The face of night whose voice is fading.” Georg Trakl. Translated by Robert Bly; The… Read More
It’s when what you need And I do not have, don’t match Then it’s time for love… © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.
The wrinkles in my furrowed brow Echo the unmade bed where we once lay Squeezing into each others nooks and crannies A brief history of time etched into the Corners of my eyes From which I remorsefully rub away The grains of sand deposited By the tears of my memories. © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.
Crush me like orange peel Smear me all over your body Rub me into your pores And allow my fragrance to Erase all of your frown lines © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.
Oh Morpheus, Morpheus lull me to sleep That I may dream myself anew I long to sail on an Olive ship Heading for that sacred place Where the ocean turns to stars. Cursed with a mischievous handkerchief My personal Voldemort This heart beats with such bitter anguish The price of exclusivity, my Odette, You’re the apple of this one eyed sap. Those blood red petals staring down Reveal betrayal on the battlefield… Read More
