October in Arizona

Oh you haven't heard about October in Arizona?
Well that's because it's a best kept secret.
Only those who fall in love with the song and dance of the desert get to experience her passion...
Even if only for one night.

Why not fall in love with the desert?
Her touch is warm,
Her kiss a refreshing breeze.
You don't have to tell a soul,
It's our secret to keep.

Have you explored her rolling mountains?
Dove deep into her valleys?
Let the sunshine make your cheeks warm,
As if you had an affair with whiskey.

Have you gazed into her stars?
They hold the secrets to her soul.
The desert is a secret place, you can secretly call your home.

Have you felt the dust between your toes,
Or felt the monsoon rain?
Did you let it quench your thirsty soul,
And wash away the summer's pain?

If you listen closely you can hear the moan of those she's loved.
The coyotes, scream and try to warn...
But they're just seeking blood,
For the are jealous of her many loves.

But don't you worry,
'Cause once she bites, her venom numbs the pain.
And all you'll feel is desert bliss,
And euphoric desert tastes.

So now that you know about the desert's ways,
Will you visit?
Or will you stay away?

Selfmade Storm

I find myself dancing again,
With one of my fearless demons.

She is laced in the night,
She tangos with the moon.

I am barefoot, kicking up dust
Creating my own storm,
Watching the dust float gently back to the earth.

Naked, I let out a heavy exhale.
Mouth dry from the desert heat...
Longing to be quenched.
For that summer rain,
To fall on my sun kissed skin.

Simple Question

Eyes closed,
Your head on my chest.
Are you listening to my heartbeat,
Or the pace of your breath?

Just a Dream

Catch me,
I'm falling...

Deeper into this dream of bliss,
Of air light touches and harsh drunk lips.
Tequila kisses.
Of grips on hips...
And panties ripped.

I close my eyes and paint your body
In moonlit curves and Halsey's words.
Beg the stars to pinch me and the moon to wake me,
But this life...
This universe,  she loves to shake me...
Break me,
Make me
       High on her , then take away my poison
Also my cure.

Misunderstanding

Openness
I tear my heart out of my chest,
Hold it beating in front of you.
It is yours,
It bleeds red.

Words flow,
Emotions spilled,
Honesty given...
But words twisted,
Unsure of how you hear it.

My lips and mind race in unison,
Trying to unveil these underlying emotions
But you are blinded by societal norms.
I cry.

Your anxiety and disgust build inside,
Unsure why...
Mascara soaked tears leave my eyes...

I try to elaborate,
Try to litigate,
Still you see our fate crumbling.

But I see the world through open eyes,
An open soul,
Peace and love...
It spills,
It overflows.

Just wish you would listen...
Like...
Truly listen,
And not be fearful of the unknown.
Because you have my heart and soul...
And in this universe,
That's all one needs to feel the flow,
Of true love,
Of one love...


Of OUR love.

Coffee Stained Lips

Bare skin,
Standing on edge.
Aching for touch, yet still with energy.

Coffee stained lips whisper words into the warm morning air,
Blackbirds chirp,
White brick walls reflect the sun's beauty.

Tangled in the essence of mindfulness.
Turned on by energizing morning vibrations.

Let my fingers explore these pages even more,
Let this pen flow freely across your deepest thoughts,
Let your energy radiate through every inch of my being.

The weight of your legs on mine,
The soft sound of your breath as your head rests on my chest.

Be still,
Let yourself unfold

Kisses from coffee stained lips.

Real Pain

As humans there are many types of pain we can feel,
Physical,  emotional, mental, spiritual
False and Real.

A simple phone call,
Eye opening,
Painful.
Real Pain, certainly.

Excited, relieved, eager to speak
Shut down,
Too busy,
To even listen...
Because there is fresh fruit waiting.

"But..."
Silence, distance
"And..."
Talking to another person.

"OK, I'll let you go..."
Defeated.
Hurt.
Anger.
Pain.
Real pain.

A soft giggle to lighten the mood,
Her face was still stone.
Her soul turned to dust.
All because of fresh cantaloupe.

Extraordinary.