Monthly Archives: February 2011

oh D

They ripped me and gouged me as tears leaked out of my eyes

His poison dribbled down my chest while she stood there passive gazing helplessly into my eyes.

Oh Dorothy your eyes penetrate this vessel beyond skin deep

My hands brush along your soft golden hair

Your striking splendor beams through your bold soul

Bludgeoned by your beauty

The skies spell your name in the stars above

Dorothy Maloney

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saviour

benign beauty

don’t throw me in the ocean

wrap me around your tide

crush your waves against me

bind me to your seas

drown me deep under

besiege me in your deep depth

 


softly, sadly, spoken

simmering softly words peel through my throat

eyes dim down sadly strangled by each thought

the only true verse spoken from her benevolent lips

Dali, Mae West lips sofa


roses

Gilda

She wants roses

i’ll give her roses

i’ll ring wring her

and she’ll get some roses

Stained deep red

bled from the heart

deep colour running through her veins

pumping through my heart


name

Red tassels rapple against skin

Violet skies shrieking over naked lappels

humble, woven, cool shades of blue ripple in the light

supple and strong harmonious soul

bare thoughts

bare

bare

whole hearted


melody

Gilda

Slowly slurring I’m getting there

the riff rips me in time as the beat slides down my back and arches my throat

the strings plummet into her echo, spleeding words

I ate it before but I never felt like this