Friday, August 30, 2013

Tattoo's n Gypsy's

Don't give upon  me now my muse


Pencil’d in my hand sketching all I see 

the soft graphite blends with parchment and sensibilities 

vistas that surround inspire a archaic reality

lost in a world of make believe

I find a place

that special place: you know the one

living a life that seems so unreal

An easy escape for me

between the blues and greens

And my heart

Leaving the several lifetimes behind

To the gleam of a memory in pain

 

What if the shadows bleed forever

As I watch helplessly on bended knee

Breathing in the smoke thats drifts in from the unseen

And I wash

Wash my hands in the blood of those

That have given their life for me

If only I could have seen their smiles

Lived in the obscene

Coated in liquorice and arsenic

I know I wont have to sing right

Except for the one

That knows my name

 

Tattoo’s n Gypsy's dripped in gasoline

Dance the night laced in gossamer 

And the one in black dressed like a queen

All eyes watch enviously held in the palm of a lifetime

From this place

Sight unseen

Left to run from another tomorrow

Left to the world

Haunted in the corners of disbelief

I find I can live inside each and everyones dream

Scattered in the leftovers of a thousand cigarettes

I can marry another if I cry my old face

 

Tomorrow I bleed



Saturday, August 24, 2013

il bacio delle farfalle / butterflies kiss

Hush now muse I be home soon


Settle now my sweet

Rest on the back of my hand

Let your breath cast a shadow

And let my fingers weep

 

In an eternity of vermillion

Your wings touched in silk

Shuddering so softly in the breeze

My breath draws deep

 

It pleases me your touch

Allows our hearts to intertwine

Tattoo’d are the names of life given 

Eternal I rest my eyes to sleep

 

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

 

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

two hearts alone

for the muse alone


eyes lined in black

failing to meet the jester

but only for an instant 

to look away again

 

hearts roll off the tongue

spoken quick to lessen being heard

not as guarded 

as once was before

 

a smile of the blade

inked in forever

a bracelet on a slender wrist

mirrored and adorned

 

life could have been less of the same

when tasted of two souls traveled

met in a circumstance 

two hearts alone