Demon

Demon,
you and I have danced,
since our introduction by Pops.

We've said cheers,
shed tears,
you've smothered fears,
allowed my defenses to drop.

Lately our dance has been regular,
like after 9 to 5,
each time we take a spin,
more of me dies.

You're holding me strong,
making my living wrong,
got me groovin' with you,
in the dark too long,
on this soul deading song.

Demon,
we're through,
take your 80 proof,
your intoxication moves,
I'm done with you.

No more celebratory occasions,
special circumstance,
time to soul dance,
with my light.

I got this now!
No more coward's way out!

I'm two-steppin,
one day,
one moment,
at a time.

TAM 5/5/10 3:54am

Your Lips!

Your lips,
silky,
tasty,
velvety.
GOT DAMN!

Your lips,
creamy,
luscious,
fragrant,
unexpected.
OH SHHHH!

Your lips,
tell lies,
and tales,
keep cover,
lover.

Your lips,
have seen their share,
with no care,
just wanton,
you're so common!

You lips,
grip Cyclopes with abandon,
non-descript fashion,
your secret mission,
could truly mean treason,
against your current correlation,
again it's based in,
what?

My little freak,
who's not so unique,
but a treat for the week,
who likes to hide,
rather than speak,
truth.

You! Yes! You!
Imposter!
Please retreat with your lips.

TAM 5/4/10 8:45pm

Open (Dedicated to MM)

You get me!
My contrasts,
my shapes,
my lights,
my shadows.

You get me!
My old school,
my new rules,
my LA,
my NY.

You get me!
My intellect,
my mission,
my drive,
my gift.

You got me!
Thinking whoa,
feeling love,
being peace.

You got me OPEN!
I love you.

TAM 4/30/10 11:41pm

With You

I became,
I soared,
I illuminated,
WITH YOU.

The sweetness of you infused my essence,
life with her twists and turns held no darkness,
just bloom and laughter in her silence.

I danced,
I sang,
I played,
WITH YOU.

Told the nights your name,
gave the days a smile and wink,
thanked the skies for us.

Gentleness was you,
warmth was me,
understanding our genius,
patience our muse,
perfection was us.

The voices,
they came with schizophrenic flair,
causing a fog to settle,
its mist chanting not to trust.

I panicked,
I forgot,
I left,
no longer am I..
WITH YOU.

Forgive me.

TAM 4/4/10 6:09pm (Revised 5/14/10 11:26am)

In the Wee Hours

In the wee hours,
my ego sleeps,
my heart awakens,
my body weary from the day's war of hide and seek,
slumbers in post traumatic agitation.

In the wee hours,
my heart illuminates the truth of I AM,
speaks the tongue of my father,
my eyes shine from its pristine knowledge,
my cheeks are wet with copius notes..
Love is who? I AM
Love is where? I AM
Love is what? I AM

In the wee hours,
I am again fortified,
armed,
at-the ready!
A new day is dawning.....

TAM 3/5/10 1:52am