More Drifting

I felt your presence, so I have returned
Sitting there on the beach mind in a churn
I heard the call from you for a place to go
Here I am so that I can another place show

Let us walk a while till senses subside.
Turmoil boils creating a noise inside
I will show you of the other place I know
Over there is a cave that invites us so.

You always will forever be my solar...sol brother...the heartest rap around...spirit constitution a revolution raging thru you...one of Garveys mighty people...I always loved the Thunder and the furrowed brow clouds frozen on your forehead...

Deeply rooted in the process
Of putting our weapons down
And dismantling sabotage
Lies a white flag
Steady in the wind
Sturdy in true love

Feel mighty indulgences
Smiling back at your spirit
It turns to a darkness
Depleting the heartless
Until there’s nothing left
Dispirited individuals
Withering in truth
Or blind unto it

Time is an unique gift of nature
to all each one
no two are exception .

I know you all know
what Shakespeare said about time
If I quote it
someone will say cliche.

I restrain so...

In the midst of company
I am alone
so lonely.

Suffering the scolds
and colds
of being.

Each one has to
So here I am before a NEO world
so much involved
in the Primal Poetry Class

I observe so many poets
are also twiddling
their poems
now no one reads.

Call me baby
Text me if you want to
Let me know you’re ready
For me

Can you feel me on the stair
Hear me climbing
Up the darkness
Rising to your need?

Text me baby
Call me
Tell me what you want
From me

Are you waiting in the easy chair,
Or are there rose petals
Strewn across the floor
To our waiting bed?

Call me baby
Text me now
Pursue your pleasure
On me

Here we go another round.
Seems that I've been here before
and not very long ago.
repeatedly on the same ground.
Another pass beside the shore.

Why. I wonder, is it so?
I get this sense of de ja vu.
I've been in this self-same spot
where the tall green grasses grow
taking in exactly this same view.

Perhaps my mind's begun to rot
or maybe it's reincarnation.
Maybe interdemensional drift
parallel but the same spot
due to nuclear vibration.

We dream of flying saucers
with grand sci-fi hyperboles
of take me to your leader
Or humanity is good to eat.

Somewhere a planet orbits a star
where the gene pool went berserk,
but that speck is absurdly far, far
away, a grain of dust in the dirt.

What could come of this reunion?
Time will always be a mystery
in the solitude of imagination-
But let Voyager cruise the galaxies

TIN TIN DEO....I UNDERSTAND YOU
her tongue rattles a smoky gauze
wet lipped licks a velvet pussy
holding her slavering heart

tin tin deo

while she finger painted her inside
thighs honey glazed red
hot as a fever
her mouth pours out of itself
a flagellating tongue fluent
cum blizzard

tin tin deo

dumb founded happy cross-eyed
her head like a carved moon
swaying asylums of shrieking beds
curved slick as a honeymoon dick

tin tin deo

If you call I'll answer to ...