The Color of the Scent of the Skin

The Color of the Scent 

of the Skin

I explore and join the color of the scent of your precious skin

Charged with sensuous pleasure from upper down to downer high

And though I’m still locked in that shaky tentativeness somewhat

Quite well I know, with dead certainty once for all, I will get by

I wish I could reach out artlessly to this invisible and stripped thing

This mouth-watering food of the moment as it were to ever last

With my spirits disappearing in a flash to hit this tasty spot

In a moisture and ash-free, leg yielding in and out blast

I want to bite on to the flesh of embodied and restrained blood

Like a lunatic some pit bull - kill some world, some you - some me

Sucking and wasting and weeping and tearing and breaking sweat

For little, big and bigger deaths to come to pass or simply be

You, that someday came along and smiled, you, sang about man

That big and strong, with no need for a word to clearly understand

And I’m standing that soi-disant while waiting for you to give it

That eagerly awaited, be-all and end-all aforesaid, my hand

So shoot ahead, my sweet and horny as my “fine and mellow"

I see you through the glasses of right time and you see me

“Let’s get it on”, salty or unsalted, peppered or insane

“What?” Only love, my love! – Serendipity!?

HC_B - 05/03/15

[11:07 AM]

Ego Carpo Diem

Ergo Carpo Diem

None of that! No, shoot! No more of "being" pathetic

For upholding a glimpse of pity, not even or at all

I’m as worth every mighty blooming bit, as 

Colored leaves are adored in the fall

ERGO, fair enough, CARPO DIEM

I know what to do, if and when I don’t

I know how to esteem the you and the me

Whereas you absolutely e’er or n’er won’t

I know how to cherish the birds in the sky

When there’s no sun, only lowering cloud

How to withstand the stupid humiliation

Being water, my friend, in the doubt

Solace finds its solid way

Halfway through discrimination

Painting placidly and blandly a smile

On agony and chummy, gosh!, frustration

  

NUNC, NOW, TOMORROW and naughty then

I’ll upgrade myself to progress, such legendary PRO

When a better new day or better the better new so life

By gum, Lord JESUS! - When life cursing wants it SO!

I’ll carve, I'll consume, cross my heart, I'll erode at best

I’ll despoil, fleece busily and pursue the holy tricky day

I’ll harry, separate and divide, I tear down at a stretch

Very deliberately getting forth away and a/the way

I’m stepping forward, even backwards and forwards

Time marches on - I wish I could say - it is neck and neck

I’ll begin over again and again and again - if need, so it will be

Give some devils its aimed due and hit right and straight back

And accordingly acting accordingly, by the sunny, oh so, way

Anybody or any body I like is fine, so accordant, also mine

As so you are anybody until I hit my intrinsic other me

DELICIOUSLY, dearly, beloved and DEVINE

HC_B - 05/06/15

[05:15 PM]