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An Invitation to Paradise

It's a cool, crisp evening out here in my little Eden, my love,

It feels like Autumn coming back for her coat - after she forgot it at the bar;

Giddy, mellow, walking on air,

Dancing on a brisk breeze that smells like the colour blue

And tastes like ivy.

My darling, I am finding myself beginning to melt;

Deftly dissolving into the comfort this eventide so exquisitely exudes;

Invigorated by its midnight mollycoddling,

I am enveloped in the warmth of revivifying analepsis;

Which concludes my ministry here on Earth -

In this enchanting witching hour,

I have found serenity.

Basking in magnificent quietude,

I feel only the rapture - and hear only the whispers -

Of conversations with you that we haven't yet had

Whilst sat out here under this majestic sky;

Which glitters with gold and shimmers with ethereal diamonds.

The only thing that could possibly make this tantalising twilight more pleasurable,

Is you;

Your spellbinding presence.

Oh! How I wish you were here with me right now, my idyllic inamorato,

So, please, come join me in Arcadia - my Shangri-la;

We can philosophise out here, together, until the early hours of the dewy, misty morn,

Delicately interlacing our souls

As we revel in the awe-inspiring floridity of the Universe.

Thus, I beg of you, my dear, please entertain this; my provocative proposition,

Accept my invitation and know

That I'll be waiting for you, my love, with bated breath.

Even if it takes you an age,

Rest assured, I will be eagerly awaiting your arrival;

I will never bar your entry to my Elysian Fields.

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Swoon

Oh, you’ll have to excuse me, my dear;

For I’m afraid you find me feeling frightfully faint.

My head appears to be dancing dithrambicly in a captivating haze,

The embers of my soul ablaze with fervour;

I feel like a whirling dervish glissading down a boundless helter-skelter;

Oh, yes, my darling! I am having such fun at the fayre.

Aye, my love, I have a front-row seat

To this powerful performance;

And I am utterly enamoured by it.

I feel my very being gyrate; my essence pirouetting a grandiose Disado with Joy,

Oh yes, my love, my spirit is bounding madly;

This glorious enrapture elevating me to cloud nine.

Aye, my genteel suitor, you do find me pendulating, spectacularly;

For I am awash with bombastic energy that is inescapably exhilarating.

So, I must know this...

Before I plummet back to Earth,

Would you mind, awfully,

If I asked you to hold me,

If only for a moment?

For I do believe, my dear;

That you are the one that has left me breathless,

And the only place I wish to fall

Is right into your arms.

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Drought

I know we haven't known each other all that long...

... But, what I do know, is this;

Like the arid plains and parched sand dunes

That long to be awakened by rainfall's invigorating kiss,

I want you;

I thirst for you.

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Let Me Haunt You

Do not fret about that bump in the night, my dear,

That shiver down your spine,

For it is only I, watching you, wanting you;

Lurking in the shadows,

Leering at you through ravenous ruby red lips;

A siren's smile shimmering in the moonlight.

Like a ghost, I tread softly;

I am here now, close enough to breathe you in,

How badly I yearn to make horripilations dance across your skin.

In fact, my darling, I long for it so

That you are my unfinished business

And those breathy moans you hear are me;

Mourning that I cannot have you until you invite me in.

Oh, pay no mind to these fangs of mine, my dashing buck,

For they are all the better to taste you with

And, my glorious prize, I want to devour you whole.

So too, do not heed my horns or wings,

For with them, I can take you to dizzying heights;

No longer will you have to chase the dragon,

For I will be the only demon you will ever need.

So, why not leave your fear at the door, my love?

Because, if you let me in tonight,

I can be your delicious dark horse, your glorious nightmare

And you can be my shining stallion.

Trust me, my darling; our whispers in the darkness

Will writhe and twist into lascivious screams and lewd howls;

Phantasmal orgasms will explode across mind, body and soul.

But, when the sun begins to rise,

I must disappear back from whence I came; the darkness.

But do not grieve for me, my pensive paramour, for I am your succubus;

Just wait fervently for the devil's hour, call out my name

And I will return to haunt you once again.

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Seven Deadly Sins

- i -

~ On Craving Stimulating Conversation ~

Solitude and futility inhabit me like pestiferous parasites;

Septic sanguisuges that have wormed their way

Deep inside my vulnerable heart,

Causing it to fester, to rot.

Writhing like a mass of malignant maggots;

This merciless and ceaseless sequestration

Saps my soul and exhausts my spirit.

- ii -

~ On Revelling in the Whimsy of Whim ~

Compulsions cavort and sing like sirens;

Like whorish ballerinas, they perform captivating cabriolés

And seductive ciseaux.

Gliding gracefully on a come-hither air,

They croon their beguiling serenades,

Tempting me to feel alive once more;

Encouraging my addictions,

Arousing my most recondite, darkest desires;

The ones that twitch, and tug, and throb deep within me.

Oh, yes, these fallen figurantes and call-girl coryphees

Have both made and ruined my day.

- iii -

~ On Lusting After Contentment ~

Unfulfillment haunts me like a malevolent spirit;

And this petrifying spectre of what could have been

Terrorises me in tandem with the bedevilled phantasms of embryonic eventualities.

Shrouding me like a mephitic smog;

This perpetual scourge enfeebles my already decrepit existence with no signs of abatement.

- iv -

~ On Excessively Buttressing your Bulwarks ~

Peeking through the curtains of my mind,

Paranoia shifts restlessly on clandestine feet;

In stiletto heels that repeatedly pierce my perceptions

As she tiptoes, relentlessly, back and forth;

Oscillating and plotting in the shadows,

Peering warily at passers by.

On and on, she twitches at the drapes,

Irrational and persistent; her hypervigilance is improper, it's palpable.

Preoccupied with hidden motives,

Living in the throes of defensiveness,

She is a deluded sleuth;

A fool at sixes and sevens,

And her incessant skittering perforates my existence,

Plunging me into believing in her foolish conspiracies.

- v -

~ On Beating Bushes and the Joys of Prevaricating ~

I find myself painting the night sky with lustrous lies;

Flickering artistic fabrications that shimmer and scintillate,

Beautiful untruths that twinkle and shine,

But are soon to fade, soon to die.

So, if you see these shooting stars of mine,

Please do not make a wish,

For you will be sorely disappointed.

- vi -

~ On Staring at the Sun ~

I burn too hot for some to handle;

An old soul who unabashedly - and unapologetically - goes to war,

Brandishing the truth like a mace.

I am a fiery spark that broils and chars;

Whether enraged or impassioned,

I blaze and conflagrate with zeal.

I am a devouring inferno that is fuelled by a lust for life

And a proclivity for defending what I believe to be right;

Passions feed my edacious pyre.

I flare and I flash, I overwhelm and I scald;

Aye, I can make your day brighter or I can turn it into ash,

I am Apollo.

- vii -

~ On Running Away ~

There are times when you'll come knocking,

But alas, there'll be no-one home,

Even though the lights are on.

I'm away with the fairies, you see,

Dissociated, no sense of self, someone else;

A ghost of who you once knew me to be.

So, I'm sorry to say I cannot let you in,

But I'll be back soon

And we can catch up then.

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Alchemical Elemental

Water does not always extinguish a flame, my dear,

So, do not be hard on yourself;

You were sold an illusion born from delusion,

Told a tall tale penned by an author with a penchant for mythology.

To be disappointed would be to deny your true self;

And you should never forget

That being ascetic is not the same as being disciplined, nor balanced.

Besides, austerity is rather dull.

You are an ardent elemental, my love;

Emotional and expressive; stormy, powerful, thermogetic.

So, be free to live in the moment,

Carpe Diem; rollick and rejoice in who you really are!

Yes, there'll be many a time you'll drown

In your tempestuous oceans;

Suffocate on your dusky air,

Feel inhumed deep within your earth and scorched by your insatiable flames.

But you always float back up, don't you?

You catch your breath as you claw your way out;

Wearing your scars like medals

And it gets easier every time.

Don't let the thought of being lost at sea;

Gasping for breath, feeling crushed and being set aflame

Stop you from experiencing - and spreading -

Overwhelming joy and hearty stimulation.

Don't be disenchanted, my darling.

Just be you.

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Carnivorous

You have captivated me

And now, I am hungry.

Oh, yes! You are a veritable buffet of delectable delights, my Dear;

A tempting array that I wish to partake in.

Yes, yes! I want to taste every part of your being;

Savour every mouth-watering morsel,

Every succulent nip.

So, please, my Darling, let me feast on you.

Go on, and let the big, bad wolf in.

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Astronomical Object

~ This is dedicated to you ~

I was once a cloud of dust

Scattered across the Universe;

Infinitesimal, yes,

But glowing with infinite possibility.

And as I drifted through the vacuum of space,

Turbulence; inevitable, primeval and deep-seated,

Made me rise and twist in knots.

I could feel the pressure grow

And my particles collapse;

As a fathomless heat built and throbbed deep within my core.

So, I span, unfurled and shattered,

But I did not succumb.

Instead, I began to burn so bright

And now, this pressure lets me shine.

Over fifty million years I grew, I evolved,

Which is why, today, I am not just a star,

I am a hypergiant.

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Atop a Celestial Throne

I lay down, naked, on the hardwood floor;

Its cool, crisp, coquettish kiss sends shivers down my spine.

Looking up, my eyes skip with spirit over rolling artex hills

That rise high above a hazy vale of blue smoke;

The sky lit up with the prismatic explosions of euphoria.

Another tsunami of ecstasy washes over me;

It drowns me in alluring alacrity and beguiling gaiety.

Positivity courses through my veins

As revelations erupt like fireworks

And a warm sensation swims suggestively across my exposed being;

The Universe cossets me with its amorous caress.

Electrified, I feel like I'm vibrating,

Joyously bubbling with elation.

My fingertips spiral jubilantly over bare skin,

Triumphant; these invigorating swirls remind me

That I am alive, that I am present;

Endowed with cosmic clarity and enveloped in esoteric infatuation.

And in this intimate and meteoric moment,

I am overcome; the sheer beauty of ephemerality

And the exhilarating reassurance of physical touch

Both ground and elevate me.

Oh, what a sublimely provocative contradiction this is!

My entire body tingles from this empyrean delight;

Fervidly, my mind throbs as it glows with iridescent exultation

As nirvana thrusts itself upon me; an unprecedented ravishment.

Irrevocably, I am at one with myself

And the Universe

As I lie here, naked, on the hardwood floor.

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Not a Morning Monster

Wake.

Rise from your creamy, down-filled coffin;

It's time to devour the day!

Remember to swallow it whole and ignore the bones

That scratch your throat

And tear at your insides.

Crawl out from your crypt and shuffle to the bathroom;

It's time to stop the rot with fiery ablutions.

After the purge, don't forget to maniacally slap on your war paint

As you chant your mantras

And hope your prayers are heard.

Only then will you be ready to drag your sorry, cantankerous carcass to the kitchen;

Where you will dust off the shadows of yesterday

And the cobwebs in your brain,

Because now you must imbibe coffee

And inhale your cigarettes.

Ah, assimilation!

No time to be a cereal killer;

For now you must face the daylight.

Stick to the shadows as you stalk to your luxury, hybrid hearse

So as not to get cornered by the angry mobs;

Then set her in drive and join the zombie hordes going about their daily hunt.

Go get 'em, chimaera!

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Sensualism Junkie

Forever seeking adoration;

Adulation, love, and rapturous satisfaction,

Am I a hungry whore or lonely person?

Perhaps a poseur trapped in a heart-shaped prison?

No; I am a venture capitalist of admiration,

Appreciation, zealous passion and authentic exaltation,

A connoisseur of fleeting joy and instant gratification,

An aficionado of unbridled sensualism and momentary affection.

Oh, yes! I'm a lover of lust and infatuation,

Seduction, intellectual titillation and corporeal stimulation,

Moreover, I'm a pursuant of twenty-four carat insights and raw revelations;

A collector of honeymoon phases and euphoric sensations.

Knowing this, you may call me a sensualism junkie;

But I call myself the paramour of your personal discovery.

So, join me now on this; our enticing and transitory journey,

And together, we will create a legacy of provocative poetry.

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Bonnie and Clyde

Expectations and potential;

Like lethal lovers, they maim, they kill.

Abandon all hope ye who enter this haunted attraction of abhorrent appeasement!

For you shall be placed on a pedestal;

Perilous and unstable,

You will teeter on the precipice of harrowing possibility,

Forced to walk a tightrope of crippling conjecture

That will leave your feet calloused and bloody

From attempting to flee bullets of sickening supposition;

A perpetual duress that will ricochet around you like the gunfire of a horde of agitated outlaws.

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Fabulist

You are superficial, depthless.

Hiding from the truth under a veil of charismatic perjury;

Trying to escape an existence bound in endless emptiness.

You have become a one-dimensional myth;

Immaterial and hallucinatory.

Black lies ooze like ink from your wicked mouth,

Staining every page you turn,

As you create fiction forged from anguished ambivalence.

You paint yourself in rouge and gold leaf;

Festooning your soul in only the finest filigree,

Oh, what a gaudy charlatan you are.

For all your pomp and immodesty,

There is nothing behind your opulent existence;

Forfeited to cloaking yourself from existential insignificance and cosmic confusion,

You try to fill the void with adulterated distortions;

Meaningless mantras and senseless affirmations.

But you're starting to no longer believe your story;

Mendacity and untruths have stemmed from flights of fancy,

You have chased epiphanies, conspiracies, and synchronicities;

Instant gratification, deep connections, and conspicuous verisimilitude.

But your life is not effortless; your self, an enigma;

You are a dark soul trapped in a kaleidoscopic vessel.

A complex contradiction, you are a synthesis of vacuousness and falsehoods;

A fearful tigress who cannot solve her own mystery.

But... it is not your fault that you are such a felonious fabricator,

For it must be tragic knowing that what could have been,

Never was,

And never shall be.

Fabulist; you are merely the victim of your fracturing psyche.

And you've hidden for so long behind your lies,

Because, my Dear, the truth hurts,

And there's no more room for scars.

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Bloody Knees

“Why so low today, Darling?”

... “Because this is where I revere you from;

On my knees.

And today,

Well, today, my Dear,

I idolise you.”

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Losing Myself

Compulsions explode, clothes slide seductively off skin;

The primeval beating of drums pounds suggestively at my trembling consciousness,

As sonorous, amorous rhythms glide up my glistening thighs,

Ravishing my senses.

Flushed skin scintillates,

As hips gyrate to ancient, libidinous liberators;

Orphic, orgasmic, and unbridled tempos.

Shaking, swaying, caught in a flirtatious, fortissimo swell,

I feel euphoric,

This inebriating atmosphere enveloping me; thick, exhilarating.

I am driven to dance amidst this provocative veil of irresistible exhaustion, Mary Jane, and sensuous primordial cadence.

Spiralling into a bestial crescendo,

Entranced, ensnared; muscles tense,

Sharp intake of breath,

As this arousing aroma of animalistic anticipation tangos lustfully with passion’s palpitations;

This carnal union electrifies,

Titillating goosebumps to rise in staccato waves.

Stomping, swaying, arms flailing,

Crescental masses swollen, breast heaving,

I am swallowed by hard, hammering bass and stupefying beats.

Hypnotised, and infatuated, I cavort;

Losing myself to my hoary emancipator.

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Division

Like little birds they chirp;

Chitter chattering, perpetually whispering...

..Oh yes, I hear them squawk. And caw! Mad mutterings under their breath;

As they begin to peck. And scratch! And screech;

Frenzied! Ruffling their feathers they bound. And undulate!! And swarm!!!

Transforming into a swirling mass of teeth and scales;

Piranhas! They chomp. And bite;

Driven by voracious appetites for satisfying the Ego

And an insatiable, primal compulsion for power and notoriety.

Encircled by carnivores that tear! And gnaw;

Frenetic!! Rabid!!!

Who will win in this fight for dominance?

... She strides into my mind’s eye as the cacophony of delirium dies away;

Rats scurrying back to the underbelly of the beast.

Stalking like a lioness with a savage smile and deadly claws

She brandishes a torch so bright

It pushes me back into the darkness,

Banishing me to the shadows;

A void now echoing with the hooting of owls and the chittering of bats.

So, now, I wait;

For my chance to go back into the spotlight;

Aimlessly fluttering like a moth awaiting a flame.

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Hearts and Flowers

A sweet bouquet of nostalgia curls and creeps around my nose,

Intoxicating my senses.

Graceful and enticing,

This delectable perfume of the past waltzes across my mind;

Drawing my soul into a sentimental stupor.

Oh, glorious fragrance of the forgotten how I have missed you!

How enchanting and galvanising you are;

How you flood me with a comforting warmth,

A fathomless caress that calms and consoles.

Enchanted and wistful,

My mind meanders over rolling hills of bittersweet memories;

My aching heart poring over a sepia-soaked scrapbook;

Reminders of a tender age,

And you.

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