tripping through the desert
seeking thy wellspring of life
in your path
I carry the staff of seed
wellspring of thou
guided by thy loving lips
shall be done
this will be until ambrosia
springs forth
to allow the staff ingress
until thine nectar flows sweetly
thunder in thine valley
your valley shall quake
your valley shall
bear joy
as arms entwined
as your wellspring grips
as seed is planted
smiles appear all over thee
Steve Scialli 3/24/2019
T.Kahuana Press
you made me feel
you made me love
you made me smile
you made me hurt
w/all our burning desires
we danced
we danced
we danced on fire
twirling twirling
spinning desire
burning our love
all in one nights pyre
we were one as only one can be
my heart once cold
burned out
now only you can make me feel
this
all too real
steve scialli
2008 T.Kahuana Press
poets have never felt
such beautiful love
I am at a loss
each day i breathe
we danced on love
we danced on fire
we danced on each
burning desire
as our love consumed
loves pyre
steve scialli
08//23.2007
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The days pass
deep into streams of nonchalant stares
quenching thirst
when you’re not there.
Feel my surge
of wanton joy,
don’t expect a merciful sigh
rush of flesh
through life’s sweet mesh.
Tales of succubus
of sirens scream
whence forth they dream,
mortal sin
tears tainted skin
bone
for this we own
the unholy robe.
Come my love,
prance to the gates
predestined
every males
fate
to the one
only you love
to hate.
Scattering reflections
seal the feet in
concrete sands of time.
Stumbling forward
i collapse
into the puddle
of my crimson copper tears.
Sliding with cloudy mists
stealing my fears
of years.
Supple is their grasp
pulling body in tow
to immortality
below.
Crawling on
sediment thick,
layered,
emotions on hold
a split second
love cherished
disappears
deep
into crevices
worth their weight in gold.
Never seen
they slither away,
coming back to haunt
another dark day. †††
Tear drops on my page.
Never seen by others.
Hidden from view.
My page covered in tears.
My eyes now empty.
There are tear drops on my page.
My emotion I bottled up.
The mask I have is well made.
Yet there are tears on my page.
I hide my words.
Hide my thoughts.
Hide my pain.
My bottle overflows.
The pain leaks out.
There are teardrops on my page.
Going.
Going
Gone…
Gone from where.
From this mortal existence?
Gone from my heart?
Gone from this location?
Going
going
Gone..
Not gone from my heart.
Not gone from my memory.
Not gone from me.
Going.
Going.
Gone.
But still here.
Baby doll it’s you and me trippin towns,I’m holdin you tightly by the hand, rippin down those dripping frowns, no more castles made of sand! Platinum Plated placemats you used to roll your bud, I say kick the cows out the crib with mouths all full of cud, our eyes now locked, can’t turn away, haters numbers blocked, it’s you my world rocked to stay! My pistols packed and locked.
Yeah slay me just to resurrect a golden lions body, I’ll melt with you we belt a few to loosen up your naughty! .Now we got a groove on, big bottoms gotta drop. In the back room I put the move on, all night until we pop!
Tear drops on my page.
Never seen by others.
Hidden from view.
My page covered in tears.
My eyes now empty.
There are tear drops on my page.
My emotion I bottled up.
The mask I have is well made.
Yet there are tears on my page.
I hide my words.
Hide my thoughts.
Hide my pain.
My bottle overflows.
The pain leaks out.
There are teardrops on my page.