come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Is it a rage? Is it a passion? Is it a lust?
Drenching in salty sweat,
Bloodshot eyes gaze steady fast at their dreams,
Dreams of fulfillment, of validation
Craving for more, body leans forward, charging against the waves.
Will it be an illusion or will it be a be real deal?
The boy and girl inside each one of us must follow and survive.
6.27.2019
Lips of green tree leaves touch
On a peacefully quiet summer evening
Smooth sliver of wind loftily engulfs both
Holding each other softly close caressing
In darkness, their shapes dissolve
Wholly together, throbbing halves evolve
Into stream of movements, rumbling,
Rolling, and spinning together twinkling
A morning comes, a clear drew rests on
Each of their forehead, cooling off, or
Shedding tears, unexpected, unpracticed
Smiling into each other, satisfied.
6.25.2019
Ralph with Coffee 