Six Minute Romance

Yearning on the cusp, played on the fronts
dialogue like honey upon the ears
a slight glance perceived
words dance
kissed upon the wind
like ashes melted in the rain
the embers burn white hot
in lustful eyes and rainy days
sweet embraces in Harvest rains
till the moon shines through
darkened clouds
that last cab taken by another six minute
romance
a desperate tongue
and warm skin
the world seems to make sense
under the spell of
red lips
and broken leaves.

Hallows Twist

Surrounded by evening's embrace,

at the apex of the dreary darkness,
tingling around the edges,
reside uneasy musings.

Admire your tormented reflection,
ponder your fates as you melt away,
gazing silent into an infinity of mirrors,
remember each night was the same.

Born out of troubled minds,
and bedeviled by peculiarity,
unsure of your spindly fingers,
grasping always for the light.

Rising suddenly,
eyes searching the shadows,
it's been seen before,
the rage and the sorrow.

Is this still but a dream,
or another night in the
hallows twist?

Buzz in the Hedge

The days roll together
Like the slip of a tongue
Dog days long gone
And harvest moons tell
Of the whiskey sun
Shining in a daze
Late afternoons and deep
Kisses swelter
On the gentle breeze
Your eyes burn like dying
Embers
Alight in the twilight's mist
And my leg is asleep with
The weight in your head
But not for long
For it melts away like
Ice in the heart of hell
Sit with me as the sun dwells
In the hills
The vast horizon
Warms our skin before
The icy fingers
Draw the veil
Once more.