"Never Fade"
The sun won't shine
quite as brightly
the music is gone
replaced by uncomfortable silence
You were a shooting star
so beautiful and vibrant
why did you have to burn
out so soon?
I'll carry your memory
with me forever
and the love you shared
will never be forgotten
I love you, dear one
Never fade away
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Poem: "On The Run"
"On The Run"
She smiled as
the door closed
behind her
this was the last
time
Falling away
forgetting to breathe
my lungs take you
in
once more
Step outside
into the waiting arms
of the shadowy velvet
winking murder
Blood so hot
it races in your
expectant veins
like a underpaid
whore
Take me far
from this place
of desolation
and feverish
sweet pain
Until the lure
of your possessive embrace
ensnares me again
just for old times sake
Spread your thighs
wide
and let the ripe air
drink your wanton desire
As you throw your head back in ecstasy
let me in
watching your every moment
My inhibition is gone
always
on the run.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
She smiled as
the door closed
behind her
this was the last
time
Falling away
forgetting to breathe
my lungs take you
in
once more
Step outside
into the waiting arms
of the shadowy velvet
winking murder
Blood so hot
it races in your
expectant veins
like a underpaid
whore
Take me far
from this place
of desolation
and feverish
sweet pain
Until the lure
of your possessive embrace
ensnares me again
just for old times sake
Spread your thighs
wide
and let the ripe air
drink your wanton desire
As you throw your head back in ecstasy
let me in
watching your every moment
My inhibition is gone
always
on the run.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Poem: "Holding On"
"Holding On"
Everybody's on the run
gripping tightly at the wheel
chasing the setting of the sun
moment with you I want to steal
If you decide that it's best to leave
the darkness threatening to come in
my broken heart won't get a reprieve
being without you is the greatest sin
Holding on
but you're on the run
holding on
but you're on the run
Gone now
lost without you
but I'm still...
Holding on.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Everybody's on the run
gripping tightly at the wheel
chasing the setting of the sun
moment with you I want to steal
If you decide that it's best to leave
the darkness threatening to come in
my broken heart won't get a reprieve
being without you is the greatest sin
Holding on
but you're on the run
holding on
but you're on the run
Gone now
lost without you
but I'm still...
Holding on.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Poem: "Fuck Chaucer"
"Fuck Chaucer"
- for Bukowski.
At the old joint
on the corner of
Hollywood and Vine
where the homeless scatter the street
like flies with their shit stained pants
and wrinkled upturned, gleaming teeth
"Spare some change, fella?," he asks
I ignore him and keep walking
lost in thought, my mind rambles
to the moment of the open door
when I caught my woman
in bed with another
fresh faced dancer
burying her tongue deep inside
her nether parts
"The bitch", I thought
oh, how I wanted to yell
and stomp and kick her
cheating ass out
and onto the cold, hard street
But no, like a pauper
I left without a word
went down the stairs
as Sinatra played
on the old transistor radio
"I'm fucking up," I said to myself
lighting up a cigarette
and taking in the cool night air
with each anxious breath
ever closer to the climax
of pathetic hands
on the jarring wheel.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
- for Bukowski.
At the old joint
on the corner of
Hollywood and Vine
where the homeless scatter the street
like flies with their shit stained pants
and wrinkled upturned, gleaming teeth
"Spare some change, fella?," he asks
I ignore him and keep walking
lost in thought, my mind rambles
to the moment of the open door
when I caught my woman
in bed with another
fresh faced dancer
burying her tongue deep inside
her nether parts
"The bitch", I thought
oh, how I wanted to yell
and stomp and kick her
cheating ass out
and onto the cold, hard street
But no, like a pauper
I left without a word
went down the stairs
as Sinatra played
on the old transistor radio
"I'm fucking up," I said to myself
lighting up a cigarette
and taking in the cool night air
with each anxious breath
ever closer to the climax
of pathetic hands
on the jarring wheel.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Poem: "Want"
"Want"
Your lips
the softness of your mouth
the sweet taste of your kiss
lingering in the aftermath
Your smile
the music of your laugh
the magnetic pull of
your radiant eyes
Your subtle touch
every beautiful curve
of your sensual body
I want you feel
your love so deep inside
the desire coming out
in the moment of our
inevitable intersection.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Your lips
the softness of your mouth
the sweet taste of your kiss
lingering in the aftermath
Your smile
the music of your laugh
the magnetic pull of
your radiant eyes
Your subtle touch
every beautiful curve
of your sensual body
I want you feel
your love so deep inside
the desire coming out
in the moment of our
inevitable intersection.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Poem: "Resistance"
I.
In the days of before
when men died and bled
courage gained nevermore
it's all been done and said
II.
The sky ominous and black
soldiers with their stone faces
never to find a soul they lack
only to go into desperate places
III.
Walk subtle on hallowed ground
a newborn baby cries, freed from mother's womb
lest the agony of one's screams make a tortured sound
love me a moment longer from our beautiful tomb.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
In the days of before
when men died and bled
courage gained nevermore
it's all been done and said
II.
The sky ominous and black
soldiers with their stone faces
never to find a soul they lack
only to go into desperate places
III.
Walk subtle on hallowed ground
a newborn baby cries, freed from mother's womb
lest the agony of one's screams make a tortured sound
love me a moment longer from our beautiful tomb.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Poem: "Hot Shower and Vodka"
"Hot Shower and Vodka"
HE:
I called you on the line
three rings
no one home
been on my mind
I'm tired of sitting home
need your kind of trouble
tonight
SHE:
Step inside
my private space
to share together
a stolen moment
with you
Wet skin
subtle embrace
a kiss
ever softly
An unspoken invitation
of what could be
HE:
Hot and sticky
the hunger burns
through our desire
consuming us
in its path
Unfold slowly
stay with me now
under the cascade of water
and drink me
Until your thirst is satisfied.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
HE:
I called you on the line
three rings
no one home
been on my mind
I'm tired of sitting home
need your kind of trouble
tonight
SHE:
Step inside
my private space
to share together
a stolen moment
with you
Wet skin
subtle embrace
a kiss
ever softly
An unspoken invitation
of what could be
HE:
Hot and sticky
the hunger burns
through our desire
consuming us
in its path
Unfold slowly
stay with me now
under the cascade of water
and drink me
Until your thirst is satisfied.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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