Bohemian Night

I don't care where we are
Lying awake under the stars.
Bohemian night outside the car
In my hair is a rose for every scar.
The silhouette of your mouth in pale moon light
Dances like the soul of the road whipping against the curbside.
Your whisper is drifting.
There goes a flower in the breeze.
I think I'm lost in the scene.
Don't break me out of cover.
Do not unleash the lover.
I'd be down..down for whatever
An all natural kind of pleasure.
Bare feet kick up crumbs of concrete
I force my skin against your heat.
Smooth in ripples.. Beads I shuffle upon a band-like bracelet. 

An alignment of past regret.
I loosen my hair and the buds fly out of sight
I'll break your chain of scars tonight.
There goes a flower in the breeze.
I think I lost its meaning.
Don't break me down
Just as you grip and lift me off the ground.
Beautiful little details.
You rise up within me a choked back cry.
I watch the moon shine over the crust of the mountainside
and allow its rhythm to move through me.
It is almost as if you know me.
Your laugh is warming me by the fire
Reaching up like the smoke my heart feels a little lighter.
How far can they hear this bliss?
It travels up into the clouds
Falling upon the trees is its light tapping mist.
Passive and intimate.
This moment is a solid infinite.
I am not trapped by the past any longer.
Like a tree that lost half its battle to winter
Now the living side is stronger.
There goes a flower in the breeze.
Look at the cherry blossoms float like autumn leaves!
Into the fire flickering licks grab at buds and hiss.
How many moments will I live like this?
Your breath touches my face; sleepy and somber.
Away you go, my love,
Not a bead
Nor a rose
Not even a world resides any longer.

~ B

Upwards Movement

Lips of lists; flying by too fast.
Off the nails; a shimmering flash.
Camera catch; remembering the good times.
Using this picture of my own design.
Triangle lines in a cutting edge climb
My theories fall upon a geometric ladder.
I reach up.. up.. I reach up and grab whatever matters.
I take what I take and it's mine.
Conquer time, diamond shine, I point ahead of where I'm standing.
These heels of mine they are quality kind
And I'll move time towards a spanning.
Let me pave over waves of understanding.
On the cusp, the bridge, is a winner's reaping.
The heart of a financial beginning; obstacle leaping.
Holographic tones;
Elemental bones;
Seek soul and emotional tending.
Don't feed yourself full of what the company is lending
Or you sell your soul on the pay roll.
A life stuffed full.
I'm a no-nonsense individual
Who cuts the mold; pops the bubble wrap hold.
I leak out all for chanting!
The piñata of my pleasure, under pressure, gets what it's demanding!
As for longevity I'm saving the best for expanding.
My heart and soul will always go to a small nesting family.
I'll get out and enjoy the world,
Pack up a bit of material,
Carry in my minds eye a filtered amount of people
And a heart pumped up full, in the distance, the sound of a eagle.
Taking flight at this moment in my life
Has me watching the sun's saturated understanding.
Let there be light to guide you at any height, 
In front or behind you,
As you search for a spiritual landing.

~ B