only just (a sonnet)

In cloudy dreams night-nevers torment most,
inspire a lightning rush of heart to skin.
This earthy pressure sighs too much for lost
night-crow, tearing sleep apart. Stars spin

me close to you, whole-blooded. Take my flight
then, from this dark, sweet only-ever. Speak
in rainy morning tones. Dare keenest light
and make a move on one who dares to seek.

Your cigarette weeps heat and hazes thought,
blush paints a faint horizon in my eye.
Lover, morn me well. See spark rise uncaught
yet only, always, just within your sky.

Smoke teases cloudy sleep but leaves no trace
on earthen dream, no scar in flesh. Just grace.

junk male

congratulations!

you have made it
to the final round
of men who
think no
must be paid for

any way

your commitment
to this cause
is noted though
it cost you

every yes
that truly matters.

reverie

Moon’s eye gazes, surface-still,
reflections’ sheen on slow-cold;
water guards your deep so well.

Silence bears deer tension,
wild cat scent is just another
hunt without a start-line.

A stone falls in the lake and
caution circles, intuition’s
pale light glances filmy glaze.

No one dares to stay, see you
stare-down fear, illusion’s pose,
see you move all ways at once.

This so needs an edit!! Ario? … *grin