Keys

I’m sidetracked as I pack into boxes
my keys call and I play Claire de Lune
with heartfelt intensity
the for rent sign and ads will go out soon
as I prepare to move away
and still I play
I move from Debussy to Bach and return
seeking new ways to find beauty
I’ll have a grand piano after this
and play for hours, this aging punk rocker
with his love of music in all its forms
I am bewitched by the elegant emotion
a yearning so profound it could make a man weep
in the touch of my fingers on the keys
It will never be what I perform
to half or full drunk audiences in bars and arenas
but it sits in my soul like the face of god
but maybe one day a ghost will hear
as my fingers dance the bergamasque
I’m playing the black keys in my mind

Holy

Remember the passionate sheen of tangled limbs
showered kisses or shared shower
unison heartbeats and ragged breath
love-driven desire more potent
than the heart of a star
the taste of her still on my lips as we kiss
contact like current coursing in taut veins
flesh consumed with ardors devotion
fingers and mouths and great gasps of delight
a physical manifestation of adoration
Kiss me again!
taste each other on hungering lips
these are sacred moments and we
have become holy and divine

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It’s pretty amazing.And you make me feel amazing. And I think I make you feel amazing. I’ve never had someone be so mindful of my pleasure. Very new

— You do. You make me feel so alive. Your pleasure is mine.

All the things (song)

I wish I didn’t have to
keep on loving you
through all of the pain in my mind

I wish I could let go of
all the things we dreamed of
through all the days that went by

I wish I didn’t need you
but like a fool I still do
you haunt my days and my nights

(spoken)
I wish I didn’t feel these things, all the suffering and sorrow that the thought of you brings
but my love for you shines through in my darkest hours, remember when we always had fresh flowers
the solace that we found in each other’s arms, kept us warm and safe from harm
all taken away without a word truly spoken, is it only me with my heart broken?

I wish I didn’t want you
but I do and still love you
my cross to bear in the darkness all alone

I wish the words you told me
when you were held close to me
were the truth as I believed you said

I wish the things you promised me
were really true and to this day
I believe in the fate you told me was driving us

(spoken)
I wish I didn’t feel these things, all the suffering and sorrow that the thought of you brings
but my love for you shines through in my darkest hours, remember when we always had fresh flowers
the solace that we found in each other’s arms, kept us warm and safe from harm
all taken away without a word truly spoken, is it only me with my heart broken?

I wish I didn’t have to
keep on loving you
through all of the pain in my mind

I wish I could let go of
all the things we dreamed of
through all the days that went by

I wish I didn’t need you
but like a fool I still do
you haunt my days and my nights

(spoken)
I wish I didn’t feel these things, all the suffering and sorrow that the thought of you brings
but my love for you shines through in my darkest hours, remember when we always had fresh flowers
the solace that we found in each other’s arms, kept us warm and safe from harm
all taken away without a word truly spoken, is it only me with my heart broken?

I wish I didn’t want you
but I do and still love you
my cross to bear in the darkness all alone

I wish the words you told me
when you were held close to me
were the truth as I believed you said

I wish the things you promised me
were really true and to this day
I believe in the fate your vowed

(spoken)
I wish I didn’t feel these things, all the suffering and sorrow that the thought of you brings
but my love for you shines through in my darkest hours, remember when we always had fresh flowers
the solace that we found in each other’s arms, kept us warm and safe from harm
all taken away without a word truly spoken, is it only me with my heart broken?

I know sometimes I’m hazy
I know that I sound crazy
a mere memory of you is enough to break my day

and the memories still haunt me
your words they still implore me
devote my life to dreams that you will never make real

When we lay and we made love
I felt like I was drawn above
all the things of this world we knew

All the things of this world we knew
All the things of this world we knew

(spoken)
I still love you

This is an R&B song primarily. I wrote it in a furiously inspired 20 minutes. It verges into emo-rap as much of my songwriting has of late. I wrote the music on a keyboard and the lyrics just seemed to flow. I’ve recorded a basic version. I may record more but as with all of my music I’ll keep it to myself.

Neglect

I was not always as you find me now
with wretched tears and body failing
from neglect and desperation
there was once light and hope within
She came on invisible wings, and with glowing smile
a wave of words tore down those walls
and ramparts so carefully built
soul bared before her and secrets shared
known to no others in our lives
my naked heart a beating offering to her hands
She cherished and brought blooming delight in her gaze
brought ease to days and handheld kisses
skin to skin and heart to heart in closeness
whispered words left me defenseless
before the sweet assault of passion’s embrace
I vowed my love and hold it still
an eternal flame of devotion and desire
that glows within me this day and all
The remnants of those walls and high battlements
dust before her simplest smile
With the passing of those barriers love poured
in deluge and flood of overwhelming rapture
I cannot build them back
where once they fell as she took hold
now thorns and briar grow
where once in pride and glowing spirit
now cinders ring the ground
I would but fall now, wretched tears and
failing frame, among the cinders and the memories
the pictures and the messages
all those words of devotion sent, that I read over again
as if to find in my tearstained eyes
some semblance of love’s refrain
Instead I am as you find me now
hollow shell in broken frame, haunted gaze
and dreams of her from which I would not wake

Ardent

Her beauty shines with the light of a billion stars
a beacon haunting my dreams like a nova vision
her voice a remembrance of held-close moments
replete with soft kisses and passionate cries
now only held in memories embrace
Cerulean gaze of beckoned desire and tender touch
heartbeat drum still calls her name
a dream of silken skin and panted breath
unbidden still in mind and yearning soul and salt-run cheek
this was not for me some ordinary love
but the burning belief in the fate she described
in dulcet tone through perfect lips
Broken hearts break bodies and minds
yet still I would walk through the fires to once more
be one at peace with her entwined limbs
and the lulling sound of shared breath
Absence makes the longing stronger
with the silent sobs of unassuaged ache
passing days bring no relief in this winter palace
Her beauty shines with the light of a billion stars

Te Kore

Mind wanders over far oceans to those jade islands
towering crags and endless sand on seashore strands
misted morning in sun-dappled canopies of temperate forest
and though changing an address will not change a life
perhaps the leaving astern those memories can fade
with the people lost in time
I could live as the forgotten there
under the gaze of the southern cross
as unknown and unregarded as the lost remains of
abandoned love letters
unreachable to all but the wind and waves and the cries of the departed
No conversations to be had bar those that float away on the breeze
mute to human ear or understanding
but the sun hears, the moon hears, the stars listen in silent respect
and etch scratched lines to tattered pages in solitude standing
There is truth in those far-flung islands
voiceless percipience between mountain and sea
penetrating stare of a landscape lush with life and seclusion
I will end there, by the shores of those southern seas
framed by volcanic plateau and white-capped wave
a tribute to Tangaroa and Tane-Mahuta
until the messenger piwakawaka brings the final tale

Sap

There’s a silent cacophony that rends me
gouges deep into heart and soul
a voiceless scream that banishes hope
to far distant memory and bitter longing

There’s a blinding vision in my haunted dreams
salt-blurred phantasm of passionate devotion
ripped into sobbing wakefulness
the caustic absinthe of corporeal world

There’s a tortuous harrowing that cleaves
the excruciating affliction
of the cross on which I’m nailed
naked and exposed in all agony

There’s a piled high assemblage on the ground
of aspirations and hopes and dreams
desolated and distraught in abandonment
twisted trophies of dereliction

There’s a taste of slaughter on my lips
full of copper and salt and acid
jagged shards of desertion plundered desire
grieved vestiges of disintegrated yearning

There’s a sweeping sorrow across time
intensity grows each moment of mourning
no rejuvenation to spirit or vitality
eidolon remains of sunken promise