CarL's Ink Flame

  The kiss of the unknown pierces deep our souls and upon lip to lip, our tongues cuddle in betrayal to reality and jealousy of what does not exist... The kiss of the unknown become; the love we never sort... the joy unexpected... the freckles sparsely spread on the clean sheets of our hearts, gradually dotting densely into our becoming. The kiss of the unknown... the salvific measures taken to warm a broken heart... a reassuring gesture that tomorrow will tell the stories of today... The kiss of tomorrow... a cradle nurtured - that upon crest of breasts to warmth of blanket-spread, a pillow embrace of wishes unfolds. The kiss of the unknown... The kiss of the unknown... The kiss of the unknown... I might predict my today.....not my tomorrow. But the kiss of the unknown, a cheering comfort that tomorrow's glory holds better story than today's gory and agony. Embrace your tomorrow today... Embrace your unknown... Embrace your passion... Embrace yourself... The kiss of the unknow

Mornings bleed darkness to unblissed realities – lacrimal kiss to lids........                                                      blink, a tear shed                                as we watch solemn nightfall set in bright youthful hearts generation upon generation. Pretty and beauty turn sour as evil sweep                            the lands by oath sworn rulers and power wielders                                                                            – a sour taste, tongue to mouth                                                                                                         Blood thirst...................... Centuries of mornings and nights                        – generating mourning than rights to citizens                                                  a deviation from sworn behaviours by existing civil watchers.   National spills of tears                 – the earth cries, Bleeding tears dripping and soaking earthen tars               

Ring the bells   roll the snares...let the spells          raise the hells   smell the cells, scream a yell Ring the bells. Ring the bells     Time the crooks running the cooks     Ease their hooks not their looks Ring the bells. Ring the bells     Lots of folks        cloaked in loads     wearying alone, in painful croaks Ring the bells. Ring the bells    warn the girls       let your tales, polish your fame   Stand your grounds, steady your goals     warn the boys Ring the bells. Ring the bells      Wed the weds           in joyful bells, ring your Queen,     in tunes delight, ring your King,   save a dance,            for your glorious day Ring the bells. Ring the bells      Buckle your lace          In delightful a grace,       share a race    In ambient space,             say the Grace, ace the pace Ring the bells. ♤ ♤ ♤ - CarL I. -

Sky blue....                   ....ocean blue Bloom           - no me without you - no you without me       as your salient gentle smiling rays brighten my depths                          at wake break of sea. Sometimes young.....                 sometimes old...... but       never weary of climbing tides                                              nor of age. For every sun-moon kiss                     of the skies to the flesh of the seas         in shade paints of              morning blue, dusk orange and night black reassures us of the even bond         in smooth cuff locks                     - we forever share               You and I. Nature never lies! You my sky                    - I your ocean in forever subtle kiss of                  rays crest to evaporation we share a connection. Your raindrops                          - filling me My evaporation                           - filling you Our hearts touch           at a close distant arms length.  Indeed our na