The art of seduction

Words. They seduce,inspire,captivate,wound.
To have a love affair with mind.
Capture in a sentence the essence of a beauty, a feeling,a moment in time.
Framing the sunrise its myriad of technicolors awakening like a sleepy child,first peeking from beneath its cool blue safety only to explode across it with such vibrance it illuminates the world.
The sensual command of language. Exploring,imploring,evoking emotions hidden from consciousness.
Oh the sweet ecstasy of intellectual stimulation.
The capture of the heart through the mind.
Opening of two souls by mere conversation.
True power is not in pain.
It does not dwell within a coin or a trinket.
True power is in mastery.
Commanding with such force, such sweet eloquent skill, the use of language as to capture a soul for a moment or a lifetime.
The ability to move another so deeply to the very core of thier existence they feel what you feel,see through your eyes, hear the thoughts that rumble inside your mind.
If once ,however briefly , one becomes snared in the net of your words revel in the knowledge for a brief moment in time you mastered the art.
If even just one can feel, there is hope for immortality.
If there is hope for immortality then there too is hope for love.
If only a love affair with words.

Midnight Awakens

His face haunts my mind
Dark looming.
Passion,longing,love
Urgency and need.
All the emotions missing for so long.
The memory dwindles
But burns deep inside.
Sweat drenches the sheets.
My hands shake.
Fear, excitement.
Alone in darkness.
Shaken.
The memory of a face I dont know.
Whispers from a voice never heard.
Hope.despair.
Awake.
The angel is gone.
With him hope.
The memory.
Once. Another life.
He was exquisite.
And I was loved.
Or maybe he's just lost.
Searching for me.
Hope returns again.
Will he know me?
I him?
How many lives
Do I have left to live?

Heart Roulette

Deep down what do we all yern for?
What longing is it that pushes us
Through the darkness of lifes storms?
Love.
Deep down each of us wants one person to love us more than anyone or anything in this world.
We want to be the light in someones eye.
The smile crawling across their lips with just a thought of our name.
But love like that is rare,fleeting,precious.
Accepting an ending is simply accepting a new begining.
If fear of the unknown paralyzes us into stagnation we may never know.
Take the chance and end up alone or settle in comfort and emtpiness haunted forever by the ghost of betrayals.
Failure,like success, is not forever.
Gamble with your heart or welcome the warm blanket of emptiness.
When survival becomes emotional roulett spin the wheel and pray.
If your one of the lucky ones you'll find love one day.

Demons

Demons always there
Always haunting
Tugging in the furthest recess
Laughing
As the tears fall
Inadequate
Never amount to anything
Worthless
Failure

These are the demons reminding
No one will ever love you
No one ever has
Your own parents hated you
Before your first breath

Two marriages
Twice cheated on
You never even learned
How to love someone else
So they wouldn't let go

You're alone in this world
Always will be
Just the demons
Talking to me

Go ahead try it again
Maybe this time you'll get it right
And end
The grand finale
Don't forget 3xs before
God and the devil
Didn't want you either

Alive or dead
Its all the same
No one cares
Above ground
Or in the grave

Take a deep breath
Let the world spin by
Listen to the demons
Let yourself cry

Your life is a grand mistake
But its still your chance to take

Exchange

Life in exchange
Flowing like a river
Ebb and flow
Give and take
The transference of energy in each state.

With give pieces are lost
Filled only by chance
What give you
What gain you

Can you fill your soul
With the trinkets you take
Do you give your heart
To one who does more than take

Navigate carefully
The river is still wild