#Kevinsaysreadhiswordsdammit

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

the length of her neck an eternity she a storm

i slid down her skin to begin a night full of sin

her collarbone contained the rain and her hair blew 

i looked into her eyes tempest love was not a part of the equation

[stoxxgaleriaderte]

Finished this bad boy up last night...all my pieces are for sale as digital prints at various price points always!

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TGIF everyone!!  Hope you all have a great weekend.  Thanks for those of you that still follow this unkempt reblog blog...we hope to find more hidden gems to bring to you in the near future and more consistently.

The Staff of The Voiceless

[whenworldscollidepoetry]

licking the ink from his lips i taste his poetic soul as it slips slowly down my throat drowning me his words always drown me

he runs his fingers down my spine like a quill upon a page and i hear their scrawl rake against my soul maddening me his touch always maddens me

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

I am the pen, and she is the pain I am the canvas, and she is the stain Her words flow out, a torrential rain I capture them all, never to wane

Her heart beats in every line Her thoughts scattered, yet divine I bring them together, make them shine A masterpiece born from a broken shrine

If only words could heal the soul Her wounds would close, and she'd be whole But until then, I'll take control And paint her pain in a different role

She's the poet, and I'm the tool Together we create, a beautiful duel And though her pain may never cool Her words will stand...as my fuel

So let her be broken, let her be sore For her words will always be more And though her heart may ache through every pore Her poetry will forever, and ever...roar

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

I captured summer in a glass jar Down by the sandy, sunlit beach It sauntered by, without a care As if it was always within my reach

I knew better than to let it go Without a souvenir to hold So I snatched it up, quick and sly Took it to my humble abode

I placed it on a shelf up high Among my books and other treasures Where it could bask in its own warmth And enjoy its own leisurely pleasures

When the winter wind blows cold The days...bleak and gray I'll open up that little glass jar And let summer out to play

I'll bask in the warmth of its glow Letting memories flood my mind Of days spent in the sun and sand And the simple joys I often find

So, here's to summer, captured...yet free A memory I'll cherish for all time And when I'm feeling down and blue I'll look back on this wonderful moment of mine.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

i am a patchwork of phrases stitched from other poets' praises words meant for different lives more adventurous, more wise

i read them all...and dream of a life that's not what it seems i memorize the way they flow and the way they make my heart glow

i want to be those words to be lovely as a flock of birds to soar high above the fray and leave all my doubts at bay

one day i'll be noticed too for the things that i can do and others will read me with glee like a book they can't put down...you'll see

but even when i am poetry i'll remember all the little parts of me that were made up of those stolen words and all the times that i felt absurd

For, in the end, it's not the fame or the number of the hearts we claim it's the journey and the way we grow that makes us more than words can show

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

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she is my fire …and rain heartache and pain my moments of joy and disdain life's ever-changing refrain she is more passion, than reason more summer breezes than winter season she is my high treason

she is my hope …and fear the one always near my confidant, the one I hold dear she wipes away every tear she is more strength, than weakness more triumph than bleakness she is my heart's completeness

she is my yesterday …and tomorrow my joy and sorrow my happiness, my Kilimanjaro my yesterday, today, and tomorrow she is more laughter, than tears more sunshine than darkest fears she is my lifelong frontier

she is my life …and death my Macbeth my last and first breath she is the one who brings me to my depth she is more love, than anything more beautiful than fall, winter, summer, spring she is, of course, my everything.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

I’m tied to this bed once again

this grip you have on my wrists is intense, even if you claim to feel powerless

we’ve become lovers, this inescapable crush and la petite mort

one becomes three - maybe eternity when it comes to the hours I am tethered twice

in this bed of dreams and unintended consequences

I die a little; I crave the vise

In this bed of desire, and bodies intertwined,

Our touches ignite an inferno, and passion unrefined.

Though bound by restraints, our souls freely soar,

In this bed of ecstasy...

...we probe forevermore.

A wonderful collab with the incomparable @mylovaboxa!! I am beyond honored!!

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

In yesterdays, a poet's heart takes flight, Dabbling gently in memories' muted light. With words, they weave the tapestry of time, Crafting verse that dances, subtle, sublime. Through rhymes and rhythms, their spirits play, A poet's soul lasts forever.... in yesterday.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

In the early mornings light I taste your kindness The beauty within your soul It's all that I could ever want

I know your heart's desires Your deepest thoughts and dreams Together we are one Our bond, stronger than it seems

My lips move slowly, sweetly, and gentle A warmth that fills my heart We are connected, intertwined Together we shall never part

In the quiet hours of the night I feel you dancing on my tongue A love that lasts forever Our hearts beating as one

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In the depth of night, when all is still And silence reigns supreme There lies a darkness, a tepid thrill Where shadows are a regime

It wraps around me like a cloak And settles in my soul A weighty burden that invokes A pain that takes its toll

The air is thick ~ with an eerie calm That echoes through the trees The only sound, a mournful psalm Sung on the midnight breeze

I am but a ghost in this world A shadow of my former self A whisper in the wind, unfurled A heart that's lost its health

I wander through the night alone Lost in my own despair A victim of a fate unknown A prisoner in my own nightmare

I see her in the distance there The leading edge of a storm A beacon shining through the air A light to keep me warm

But as I draw closer, she fades away A mirage in the night A fleeting vision, never to stay She is gone, far out of sight

The rain begins to fall like tears From a sky that's lost its way Each drop reminds me of my fears An indication of my decay

The world around me fades to gray As darkness takes its hold And in this place, I'm forced to stay Here in this world, so cold

I try to fight, to find a way To break free from this curse But every step I take each day Feels like it's getting worse

So I remain, lost in this dark A prisoner of my mind A shadow in a world so stark A soul that's been left behind.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

In tangled sheets

Bodies defiled

A symphony of passion

Both gentle and wild

Whispers exchanged

In the afterglow's haze

As we catch our breath

In this sensual maze

Fingers trace patterns

Across skin's expanse

Exploring every inch

During this fiery dance

Lips seek out pleasure

Burning kisses ignite

As desire blazes

In the darkest of night

Two souls melt

In a perfect fusion

United in ecstasy

Bound by their collusion

Sweat glistens on flesh

As we move as one

A rhythm unbroken

'Til the rising sun

Time becomes endless

In this sacred space

Where pleasure resides

And lust finds its place

With each brutish thrust

Our bodies align

We find solace and passion

In this moment divine

And as our climax nears

Our hearts beat as one

We reach new heights

Our journey far from done

In this realm of bliss

We share an intimate art

Bound by love's essence

Forever etched in our hearts

For in this connection

Where desires unmask

We've discovered a lust

That will forever last

As we lay spent

Bathed in delight

Our souls forever linked

In this passionate night

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

my want for you insatiable

I touch  until nothing is left virgin

I lick hungrily far past full

kisses fall haphazard upon unexpected places

I yearn for the moon’s light to keep daybreak at bay

my LUST for you insatiable 

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

In shadows, I stand, obscured from light, Drenched by raindrops, my footsteps slow, Seeking answers, hoping for respite, Yet, in your games, I'm a fool, I know.

Empty, the hourglass whispers its plea, When the blackbird's melody takes flight.

Through troubled times, you've put me astray, Right or wrong, the path unclear, But my tears, an ocean, paved the way, Revealing truths, banishing my fear.

Empty, the hourglass reveals its plea, When the blackbird's song guides my sight.

Your time is fading, the end is near, As the blackbird's song echoes within, Its haunting notes foretell what's clear, A symphony signaling your final spin.

When the blackbird sings, when she sings,

...Is where your chapter ends.