Perfection.

These stupid smiles of man are brought about my love.
Or fancy.
Or joyous rebirth.
Or the dreams of futility which reach around her naked skin.

She smiles.
Oh god she smiles & I bow upon the floor of hope to her & pray.
Pray that days will never end & moments shared in bliss will forever stay.
I seek her.
I love her.

The fool has tripped and plunged deep into hopeless desire of whimsy and earnest want.
He cries in smiles.
Cries in jest upon the mirror which speaks of loss and future death.
Of endings.

But in present circumstance & desperate passion, this red lust for her burns & flames.
Behind this eyes she is naked and close and speaking in the words of love.
She pleases me. Her eyes entrap and I am her hers.
Completely.

A story has begin which ends but yet in gloom & sorrow.
But yet today will light the world in glee and bliss and sought wonder.
She teases me.
She smiles and I die.

This angel stands before and dreams caress her perfect pale skin.
I am lost to the beauty of her face.
Those happy lips.
I am trapped.
& I love her.

– The fool © 2016

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Joy (Pt.2)

Tell me Lords & Ladies in all the world!
Tell me how much I am grinning & what sensation resonates within!
What is this insanity that prevails upon my heart and buzzes throughout my crazy mind?
Oh joy of joy and simple, sensational delight and blissful pleasure!!!
I smile!
I smile & smile & smile some more for I am mad!!!
Mad with desire and passion and want and crazy dreams!
& though my friends I know that fate is frivolous,
that painful end awaits this angel who will one day soon depart,
but in this moment of sweet ecstasy I watch her play!!!
& I smile and I do laugh as she sends me giddy!!
How, How she makes me laugh!!!
My playful friend who sends me to the heavens in one easy bounded smile,
a simple jest, a sweet devilish look and her mischievous eyes!
My god, I am happy!
that this light within my world could power a million lives, I tell thee so!
You think i’m mad? I agree! I wholeheartedly agree & then some more!
But what can be done when my fantasy plays with me?!
She follows me round and fills my ears with voices soft and sights that kill,
She gathers me in and spins me round, she falls and rolls and giggles so!
a tease i say! a tease, a tease, a tease & i am sold!
Sold to this creature who moves me so!
She who creates such delight and passion and electric feeling from deep, deep within,
and she who plays with so, so many smiles upon this face of mine.
My world is alight when she’s around.
& yet I know that fate, that evil disciplinarian, has edited me out of her happy ending.
~ Her beauty, her zest, her very being excites me!…but I know the end.
(c) Ed Simkins