I’ve Fallen


I’ve fallen on hard times, the morning comes with no surprise.
When the ache of first light begins to rise,
from a dream, of a chase, through the night.

I’ve fallen on hard times, how every breath taken hurts and lies.
Thoughts, exploding in my head, my mind,
spinning moments, wishing truth would find.

I’ve fallen on hard times, failing to exist in a real world ride.
Just getting by, filling gaps between sighs,
wishing I could be with you, now, how sublime.

I’ve fallen on hard times when all I do is think of you in kind.
From tip of toes to the most lovely eyes,
an angels grace, I picture you coming from the sky.

I’ve fallen on hard times, imagination rules every move and climb.
In wonder, would I ever touch to feel your lines
or inhale the scent of you, as sweet divine.

I’ve fallen on hard times, I’ve fallen for you, my muse, my crime.
I’ve fallen in love for the first time, my heart beats in rhymes.
I’ve fallen, shaking the earth in one hell of a baseline.

Ax

Come As One


A high from sativa gold, nicknamed; because of the ride
Exploding images that entice and thrill the fucking mind
Flowing movements that twist and twirl
The pure of sex, is out of this world
Like chess, moving about to take command
King and Queen lay arms to love, hand to hand
The mind reacts to every move
Reading and following the groove
Nothing about tomorrow
Yesterday is but sweet sorrow
Now, right now, its right
Fucking through the night

Taken hard by a kiss
Hands run along back to hips
Bring in close, squeeze tight
Whispers of a want tonight
Words come misty in thought
Because desire runs amuck
Flying clothes
Making noise
Spilled wine drips
The cat licks
Grabbing breasts
Smacking asses
Feed her flower
Climb his tower
Soaked in ecstasy
Kissed, breathlessly
Moment to moment
Thrust to thrust
Pound for pound
Come
As
One

Ax

Whispers, Moans and Chocolate


Embraceable you, wrapped in my arms
Whispers chanting, so stirs and charms
Entranced in this moment, brilliantly draws
Lips sail, as if on a voyage through the stars

Echoes come, wave after wave, we crave
Move in sync with moans, there, for us to save
How touch below, above, around, every curve
Ignites such a passion, it strums our hearts nerve

The sweet as it bakes, from heat on the rise
Each thrust pokes to fill, swells, in dreamy sighs
A rush that spikes, how chocolate covers the tongue
An appetite sated, making, creamy, steamy, love

Ax

Just Words


She walked by me, I stared
Fell into a trance, I swear
Stopped dead, turned, I said…

Excuse me but do you have the time?
Yes, she said
To which I replied, great!
Lets go buy you a dress to wear and
talk about life before it ends.
It’s too short to let it slip by…

Sunny are the days that come
When life presents gifts of love
Man, woman, child and beast of every kind
Flesh and soul, colours that blow the mind
Voices like songs, sounds from far away lands
Harmony, peace and the courage to hold hands

I love you I do I do
Spinning head, a rush that threw
This earth of green and blue
It turns for me, because of you

Ax

High As A Kite


I once flew a kite that was gifted to me
The first of nothing else, ever did I see
I know not how it came to be that he gave me
A fathers gift or a barters deal, I do see
Not for reason, that it may be, that means nothing to me
I set that kite myself alone, step by step I tried to see
The image, that my gift would fly, high as a kite, in me
I watched that kite dip and dive, I yelled, dad look and see
As if wings sprouted from my back, carrying me
I floated high to the sky, surely he must see
A child wanting for nothing, but does he love me?

Ax

A Prophet Of Sorts


It’s a part of the scene in this social media
To represent our own social encyclopedia
Remember those books, stacked in a line
Collecting dust instead of feeding the mind
Evolved through time, we now float in a cloud
Wifi connected, a world, visual and sound
The arts from A to Z
Swooned by Adele and Jay-Z
TED talks and documentaries
Glued to fucking, reality TV!
The news once was about the truth
Now it’s all an opinion, long in the tooth
Driving insane, mentally drained
Politicians, rattling chains
Binding the masses with lies and shame
Who would be the one, to save the game
A prophet of sorts to raise up a movement
Like Emma Gonzalez, for all the dead students

Ax

A Grandfathers Heart


He can’t wait to see your nose
He can’t wait to count your toes…

Butterfly kisses waiting for you
The same given to another
Her mother
A fathers rose

A smell so new
Only heaven can brew
Sweet angels breath blew
Open your eyes, are they brown or blue?

Sleep in his arms
Feel the beat of his heart
Let it sync with hers
A connection would start

She’s still just a bump…
He can’t wait to feel your fingers round his thumb

Ax

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Dedicated to Simone. A colleague of mine who will be a grandfather soon for the first time. He tells me about their journey and how excited he is. I don’t have family but in a way. I do. (avec amour Simone à toi et à la famille