John Kipling Lewis

lightly softly
touch inspire

open silent
...

I need a bottle of you, hidden in the cupboard.
When I'm lonely I can uncork you,
close my eyes and inhale your fragrance.
...

We share the same cabin while the rest of the passengers sleep.

Jack and Coke for two, we spill out our lives... our love.
...

If you're going to kill me tonight,
do it slowly.

I promise you won't need to bind me.
...

I feel most safe in
the back of police cars.

That space is safe.
...

If i go pale beyond the pale
will my family follow?

I can only wish
...

I want to SCREAM silently I
FIGHT fruitlessly, failing to
move EVERY VOICE IN MY
HEAD COMMANDS ME TO
...

Your tie is crooked.
You're broken.

Your slip is showing.
...

looking past the trees
into the summer skies
not a hint of a cloud
in your brilliant blue eyes.
...

Your lips are like feathers
parted by words.
I feel their brush on my neck.
My toes grip.
...

There in the background is a soundtrack hum.
Cars past but the beat and the whispered lyrics remain.
No violins.
Just the song that's followed you your entire life.
...

Hold your chain and read as you walk. A zombie
dragging his chain.
...

birchous slender felted cove.
knock tick-tock a cocking load.
ferrous crafted hafted shout.
fibrous clotted sauna spout.
...

Obsession can feel
like divine guidance
Every act and action
for one goal.
...

What expectation can I hold that I will
desire without fear of unfullfilment.

If life holds no desire
...

Alone in the lush green
forest sits the littlest elf,
smiling broadly as the golden sun
rises on the fluffy white rabbits
...

Angelic
Death
so pretty.
All consuming,
...

A dash of emotional could force a displacement.

A pinch of physical could touch
off a combination.
...

I feel the world
is rolling over me
and the undertow
of people's unfulfilled
...

my assiduous empathy
is a cartographer of quintessence

recording, in turn,
...