Mystic Tubes
Trees with fruit of supple desire
Orange frayed with her fire
Desert winds sigh like whips
Her lips consume my crypt
Bask in wet sumptuous brass ships
Evening moves with sequined silk
Lost on islands of golden nectar
She brings me the inside rivers
I am beaten like smooth olive oil
Alley Cat prowls the night
Screens open with rain
Chacras open to her wolves
She comes into the gossamer visions
Wet hungry panthers
Cryptic whispers in the shadows
Welts and scratches
She is awake like satin ghosts
I am laid for hours by mystic tubes
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Violet Fire
Renewal revels on golden islands
No encumber some vicissitudes
We are the pink rocks of romance
Freedom soars on porcelain angels
Leaves of classic paganism
Inside the tubes of wet forests
Symbiotic truth in your flesh
Poetry of the inner loom
Canals pour their elastic walls
She is the hot moon
Burning trees of green wind
Blue birds like sensuous fire
All monasteries rooted in the desert
Time in pink talons on nipple mountains
Seize the moment in hungry red
Silk stockings around my cerebellum
Stars of silk decadence
Our passion reaches knowledge
Knowledge of ancient flowers
We make love for days like violet fire
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Kings of Sleep
Pyres burning like Viking swords
Flashes in the sun of giants
Supple nipples that rule my fire
Deposition of turquoise legacy
Regal eagle wings spread golden
Green fire in the mystic forest
Bury the feathers and pain
Let the blue rain fall gentle
Weep for noble shamans
Children of the hunted
Sirens of the stars
Sundials raise ziggurats
She comes to me with centuries
My tongue laps the waters of Venus
Frozen years melted by golden showers
Rainbow words swell the clouds
The dead have traveled far
See the haunted rivers?
Streams of bloody tears
Mad sails scarred with law
Ships of religious sadists
Understanding travels by martyrs
Birth from the tenuous womb
Earth sighs in sullen winds
New moons rise gathering gnomes
Eaten by lions in the ravaged dream
She sings like savannah grass
Sycamores frosted with lust
Pour your jewels my love into stars
Empty the womb of ruby rings
Lavish the night with eyes of diamonds
Symbiotic chords of peyote
Wolves of eternal free joy
Light the pyre of red fable
Myths of dancing warriors
Paint your faces shadows rise
Ghost tribes ride the wild wind
The wedding of the sea and rivers
Fires along the trail of tears
Bury your heart at Wounded Knee
She is a princess from the kings
Winds blow in my fiery bed
Chimes cry like moaning desire
The abandoned hunt for homes
Feverish Saturn swirls like whips
The legions of braves hear the dream
Chiefs of all the tribes shine
Shed your skin like snakes
Revel amidst the kings of sleep
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Ghosts Of The Full Moon
Every moonbeam radiates joy
Sycamore trees in shadows of the sea
Savannah grass in green waves
Mystic winds blow the ancient souls
Let the fingers of night caress
Let the feelings sigh like a shaman
See the buffalo graze under the stars
Naked stars that pry memories
Stars of the future birth
Angel night where awe sails on time
We are temples
We are spiritual
We are part of the ghost world
Pearls of emerald waves
Seagulls fly like sailors souls
Onyx moon of silver ancestry
Valley of Kidron and golden tombs
Dreams walk the hallowed corridors
Touch the sacred wells deep in the sky
Irish fields green with souls
Ghosts of the Great Barrier Reef
Eyes like wandering lions
Buried inside the Great Wall of China
Castles along the Seines
Ships rise in the galaxies
Have you felt the shivers of the moors?
The ancient ones of the full moon
Villages appear in hallways of sleep
Words from the winds of love
Flaming swords with two edges
Gates where living waters flow
Caravans of stars
Desert visions
Black Sea silk
Her ecstasy is in a room of mirrors
Michael Angelo’s bust emanates
Rembrandt in the silent museum
Raphael grounded in sanity
Yellow lamp of ancient quills
Whale oil sires the ancient graves
Icy waves of the mariners vault
Stairways in a New Orleans house
Night as quiet as fear
Have your felt the river of night?
Have you seen green eyes stare?
Lovers feel a stranger in their bed
Do you believe in vampires? I do
Van Gogh was haunted
Soon you will hover
Soon we will be the night
Islands of Jules Verne
Opium dens of Calcutta
Tibetan monks chant
Impudent vengeance never sleeps
Sword of Spartacus revels in anger
Magnolia slaves of the plantations lair
Red eyes, keep a night light on
Avenues of Hades belladonna
Byron dressed in black velvet
Jim Morrison at a séance
Edgar Allen Poe knew the night
Indigo trees in the wind
Mango ghosts
The Nile where cobra’s laugh
Brazilian rosewood dreams
Spanish ghosts of Mediterranean blood
Tireless Volga a sage of time
Ethereal eyes like a slaughter
Tribes are wandering the silt fields
Mountains ghosts
Celtic rivers of the vivid mind
Can you feel their candles?
The wings of night flutter
Shadows merge breathing constellations
The wind blows the curtain lace
They gather in costumes under moonlight
Ghosts of the full moon
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Soft As Heaven
Your arms of the Taj Mahal
You capture the drowning feathers
Red crinoline rainbows
Norway pines sighing in the Rockies
Sky with visitors
Venus has winds of fire
Buffalo like ghosts of the plains
We ride the crest of the tides
Slow rhythmic mystic tides
Gather the philodendrons
Dream on golden fields
Sing in the honey meadows
Breeze with fingers of poetry
Dreams sing like crystal rivers
Radiant cardinals on the boughs
Robins share such hope
Children laugh like islands
Night brings a gracious dawn
The sheets still have star dust
I love to hold you
I love to awake with you next to me
Inspired to be a better man
You sleep like a honeymoon
Your hair as soft as heaven
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Courtship
Violet mantric reeves of crinoline lips
These dreams are trumpets of love
Inside golden halls
Whispers of the gallant ghosts
Relative moonlight of gossamer rings
We know angels are here
Don't be afraid of the ancient relics
Sometimes shadows talk
Sleep with your new kitten
Your quilt is old and mystic
The vase of roses
I court your ancestry
Your eyes are lovely carriages
Your hands the veins of queens
Blood is a lion
Time a rite of passage
You dream of them
They have dreamed you
Courtship is a sacred gathering
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Temptation
Night comes, she retreats from love
Winter tears water her memories
Enough pain, she closes the door
Snow falls lightly, hearts freeze
No lavender or soft blue only shadows
Behind thick walls her poetry sighs
Art from the dark soul without sun
Cold frosted illicit moonlight shines
Temptation walks along the lost sea
Silver bracelets and golden chains
Eyes pierce through my weakness
By the fire she burns and waits
The treasures of lust howl like wolves
Winding stairways haunted with ghosts
Masks of feasts from ancient Castles
Winds blow along the barren coast
Collect lost souls with thighs of sin
Creatures dead dance in crimson red
Deep inside the islands become desert
Run from the stars to your fallen bed
She burns like Poe's House of Usher
Frozen lioness eyes raging with war
She calls my name and I must go
Between good and evil my soul is torn
Tonight silence pounds like drums
Her gown is silk and fine black lace
Loneliness springs like an endless well
Aquiline beauty in a Goddesses face
I enter into temptations moonlight
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Bed of Ghosts
Red wolves under the purple moon
She sighs like the wet tide
I have entered a dark door
Parallax lace tubes of silk
Covered in her golden pain
Eyes like castles of strange stone
Walls as high as broken glass
Maybe awakenings are over
Maybe the end is just a mirror
Is love another passport to pain
Now the circus bells sound like thunder
Pigeons feed on park benches
She loves gargoyles on the old church
We walk shrouded in rain
Panhandlers amidst the saved
Gothic lights from a forest of gray
Her red 5-inch heels click the cement
Everyone in a role
Everyone caught like a bomb shelter
We wait for a libido of silk doom
True love like a frozen river
Time settles sand in valleys of sorrow
Childhood oaks with boughs of dreams
No refuge in the ancient masks
Old swings where children played
First friends with granite memories
Joy like a vague painting, a wish
We hold hands under the lost neon
We talk of a future that already is gone
Make love to the images of silver swords
She loves midnight when darkness plays
The romance of Ann Rice
Vampires with garter belts
Moons that seem to melt into whips
Actors of Eugene O’Neil
Tennessee Williams and Poe
Blues and jazz as sultry as eyeliner
We kiss like wild wolves
Lioness that prowls these streets
I lay on a bed of ghosts
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I Walk In Prayer
Fire flies amidst the green shadows
River of daunting beauty
Moonlight calls the poets
Vast sky of delight
Bask in serene breezes of dusk
Night cloaks the world of time
Timeless stars with regal glow
Trees whisper praise
I hear the words of love
Are you writing my dear tonight
Is the fire burning
I am the stranger you long for
You are the gold finches of hope
Shall we write of Keats and Dickinson
Shall we rest in each others array
Sorrow has sweetness of wings
Wings of requited joy
We are close
We are lovers in the desert moonlight
Your quill brings lace
Your heart sheds flowers
Fragrance of the divine night
Grass like moss of a bed
Islands of the rivers legend
I walk in prayer
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I Have Fallen
I am the mask of iron chiffon
Denied access to your rebellious rain
We hunt like unborn lovers
Waiting for the wet moon
Fallen like stars as bright as purple
Proper golden doors stay shut
Can you hear me call?
Will you wrap your lace?
I await your cryptic poetry
Secret like the dawn of tides
Tides that flood my night
Tides as warm as red fire
Let me drink until I am guilty
You haunt me like the wind
Open those gates that make me pray
Silk gates of Irish fishnet
The high elves of regal blue
Forests in the flames of joy
Satin gowns like ancient ghosts
Timely counsel where rubies speak
Emerald stars bright as shamans
I left the heavens for your kiss
Tempestuous sea sweeps the kelp
Brazen moonlight cradles my heart
Rings of mandolin wine
Shrouded like sirens of Ulysses
Discretion blows like a trial of Hercules
We are the planets of every treasure
Ships of fire burn in the Gaelic sheets
I have fallen into shamrock tendrils
Fallen like Yeats moral chains
Fallen and waiting for your heaven
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Vampires
Mandarin sky like fire in her eyes
Dark visions rise between her thighs
She sleeps in a bed of liquid lava
Decadent Venus in gossamer night
Black silk poetry fills her womb
Succulent moonlight caresses
She reads the Flowers of Evil
Satin sheets in soft candle light
Golden chains, silk scarves
Passion dances in pedicure red
6 inch high heels on my shoulder
Her kisses are like wild wolves
Her mirror fills with purple night
Ivory neck alive with moon beams
She longs to feed on a poets sin
Feel the thorns of sensuous myth
Born to be adored in the garden
The dark side casts her spell
Music from ancient castles
Roses wet with deep red lust
A Goddess thrives on hot blood
Vampires gorged in moonlight
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Obsession
We sit in your room
So dark and strange
With yellow candles
Burning straight
Outside it rains
So silver and bright
A glaring light
Crashed into the sky
Its just the way it should be
Its so right as rain
Its just the way it should be
Its so right as rain
We stayed awake at night
With vision so unreal
We stayed awake at night
With visions so ideal
Its got a hold on me
Its got a hold on me
Smiles and voices suddenly changed
Eyes and shadows on a distance too short
Is there someone who I know ?
Is there someone at all ?
Is there someone who I know ?
Is there someone I called ?
Its just the way it should be
Its so right as rain
Its just the way it should be
Its so right as rain
We stayed awake at night
With vision so unreal
We stayed awake at night
With visions so ideal
So when the rain comes running in your eyes
And the wind shakes the forest leaves
We stayed awake at night
With visions so unreal
We stayed awake at night
With visions so ideal
Its got a hold on me
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Wings Of Joy
I loved you under the spring stars
Laughed with yellow and violet flowers
Sat for hours by the blue sea
We listened to the tides sing
Walked the shore like innocent children
Hearts lifted by mystic feathers
Golden days flew with wings of joy
The world didn’t seem so lost
Love reconciled all the pettiness
Montague and Capulet fought
Romeo wanted no war only love
Juliet felt her heart sail with desire
Dreams nestled in summer wine
Kisses true with passions jewels
Hearts broken seek kindness
Trust must be won with virtue
I know you have been hurt
I know you need time to heal
I know you feel gentle words
Love is a warm fire in the chill of life
Rivers of stars surround the moon
She has come again to listen
Leary but open waiting for a troubadour
She treads carefully with her heart
The night brings quiet angels
Amidst the shadows of moonbeams
I call to your serene soul
I reach for you with my broken heart
I have searched the garden for you
Waiting for the joy of your song
Only love can heal the wounded
Loneliness has been my friend too long
Wings of joy sigh amidst loves poetry
My darling I walk softly into your heart
Tender words start a fire of dreams
Wings of joy whisper on the moonlit sea
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Your Gentle Fire
Song of red satin longing
You are the dream of my heart
Thespian sea of mystery
Regal quandary of my limericks
Do you know I want you?
Do you feel me like the tide?
Will you wear my words like silk?
I sit by the sea like an ancient rock
Come home before the harvest
My arms are ships of love
Turtle doves with bright wings
Necklace of golden poems
Rings of Irish mist
Basil and garlic butter
Honey as golden as a mystic dawn
Wine like rivers of prayer
Velvet touch sired in purpose
Scarlet embroidery of the highlands
Your love is the spring of my validation
I will always need you
Be simple like a rising moon
Be brave and fear not
Your gentle fire consumes me
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Tonight You are Mine
Stark black and white, drama
Silent evocative emotion
Are there ghosts like old movies?
The sea washes the moonlit evening
We are the protagonists
Ambiance and soft shadows
The time of amour and desire
Soft music and erotic wine
Slip into the attire of risqué silk
Black silk stockings, French perfume
High heels create a stage
Don’t you love a pedicure?
Garter belts and satin sheets
It takes self-confidence to be sexy
She is exotic like Monroe
Sweet with a true smile
We stroll the words of the poets
Intelligence is sexy
Wit and soft candles
The sea is sublime and cupid has come
Tonight is made of gossamer magic
Her eyes burn with sweet fire
Her red manicured nails scorch the night
The crazy world will be there tomorrow
You don't need to be beautiful to be sexy
Too many of us end the honeymoon to soon
Tonight you are divine
Tonight I am in love
She sings “Happy Birthday Mr. President”
Sometimes the wind just blows her dress up!
Tonight she is my angel in a centerfold
Tonight passion rules and you are mine
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Mystic Earth
Mystic earth restores the sacred traveller
Mountains where wolves play with sojourners
Seeds deep with wisdom grow their life
Humble villages where trees laugh
Festive mushrooms, leaves of healing
Shamans of the ancient forest
Evil men know nothing of timeless medicine
Fruit from Eden replenishes pilgrims
The meek know the garden is a door way
Tonight crickets sing, pines listen with joy
Cedars are like great owls of time
Rivers flow with sweet peace
Your never alone, they are wondrous friends
Elves are not fairy tales, wake up!
Clover grows to magnify the green spirit
Fire flies play like shooting stars
Drink from a waterfall of wood gnomes
The cry of the loon haunts a magic night
Summer flowers sing such fine melodies
Hear the wind bring the voice of comfort
Rain on the daffodils blesses the oaks
Moonlight on yellow geraniums gather love
Rainbow fall will soon dance for the great King
All are invited to the harvest of beauty
She wears jewelry made of dappled sun light
Golden waves like the sea flowing in the universe
Opal, Topaz, diamonds forged from tribal ghosts
Beryl and onyx sigh with queens of ancient bliss
Eagle feathers lift the spirit into turquoise blue
Open the gates of the gifted Sequoias, giants
Dawn is a meeting of many noble angels
Look at Jupiter serenade the lovers moon
Stars smile for the hearts of searchers
The earth is a grand mystic friend
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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An Altercation
when i step there
for the first time i know
the difference between
silence and
shutting up, that soundless scream
that only your ears
can hear and people wonder
what is happening inside
your tiny world
where you always live and
there is no
specific address
as the streets wind up to nowhere
the world is full of noise
and as you see you imagine people
as like you
all in the flurry of the winds
of disgust
and then i ask you to see the
light at the post
it is 6: 30 in the evening
and lights begin
to make a claim of their
own islands
amidst the crowd of
passers-by
i ask you once again
to listen to the clicking of the
watch inside your
heart
and try to erase the
imagined scream
i agree it is an evening
loveless in itself
there is only you
and no one else
for i am but a stone to you
in your garden
of sands
i urge you to listen
carefully and close your eyes
and open them
once again
searching for the red
color of the
longing
it is deep into the night
when trees are but
shadows
and the winds create
a stir of
falling leaves
those that last only
for the night
and i assure you
there is nothing
here but leaves
yes, leaves and
leaves
softly falling to the grass
carried by the
sounds of the flurry
of invisible wings
and i am telling you
it could be
hope dressed
like maple.
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Golden Kiss
await your roses in my dreams
Carriages of the troubadour well
Castles in fauve visions of Keats
Every cryptic flower sings of you
Now the world is extravagant grace
Elegant tendrils of spring’s rapture
Colors of the gardens divine wisdom
Love plants vines of mystic wine
Poetry as soft as summer flutes
My darling your eyes are like a forest
Night brings lips of serene moonlight
Joy shines over the sea of harmony
Adagios of romance like mystic begonias
Stars swirl and we are the dance of wind
Cupid has sent his sweet nightingales
Fountains of your heart pour into bliss
I am awakened by a golden kiss
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Let This Night Last Forever
Rain drops gently falling
A soft warm kiss you place
The scented flowers in vase
Your long dress in satin lace
Precious moments like this
Here by the warm open fire
Those brown deep eyes peer
I never known such a desire
Let This Night Last Forever
How you truly reach me inside
Like no other lover before
I gently rub your pale thighs
As you keep begging for more
Sharing a glass of chilled wine
I more then desire you ever so
How you know how to do me
And this you surely do know
Let This Night Last Forever
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Ghosts Of The Sea
Calyx of forgotten souls
Crushed in the labyrinth
The sea whispers with ghosts
Cold night of the mariner
I hear the sigh of time
Every cry a breath of starlight
These dreams wash ashore
All your shelter leaves you
She fades like a winters day
No footprints along the tide
Seagulls circle golden history
Baroque poetry elegant as blue
Royal blue filled with radiant love
Ambiguous as the free will
Hard like diamond sextant notions
Under the sea my heart shines
Do we belong too one another?
Will the eastern sun bring us home?
I seek your values
I seek everyman free
I am the poor and frightened
You are the vulnerable
You are the divorced and hurting
We are the ghosts of the living sea
No epithet on the mystic waters
Names in ancient mystery
Caverns deep with leviathan
Wedding rings of the four winds
Empires rage tossed in the waves
Our ship joins mighty Neptune
Mountain villages with lanterns
Kelp and seaweed by our grave
Icy waters of the gracious Irish Sea
Crypts of the dusky Black Sea
For the sea shall give up its dead
A thousand tongues of the wind
We are beneath the pirate ships
Let the tides sing of love
Stars over the mighty Atlantic
Gales howl and we are at peace
Snowmelts like icy rivers of joy
Blending takes brave trust
Closer and wet with volcanoes
Islands swept with hurricanes
We were here and still are
Our candles join the tides
Moonlight eyes stare at me
The wind has called us
Whispering ghosts of the sea
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Ephemeral Tide Flows Swift In Time Darkness
watch soft silent silhouettes
surreal ships life passing otter
shapes carried slip satin water
river flows past earth shores
darkness consume illumini sunlit air
darkness consume crypt fading light
darkness paints shapes in birth night
darkness spotlight starlit atmosphere
shapes disappear dance glossomer darkness
photostream merge embue mist ink absorbing
passing ships hint images spectrums tugging
ephemeral tide flows swift in time darkness
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