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

No One Left Out


Always looking back
Could it be home or just another trap

So many stops along the way
Coast to coast in a flowing sway

Seasons come and go, the hardest
When leaves wave through the air bringing sadness

Watching time go by, think
The wonders missed, so don’t blink

Leaving on a… jet plane
Blazen off a sweet maryjane

City sounds all around
Feel the vibe come up from the ground

Lonely stranger in a new town
Fearless street walker with a frown

Bumming cigarettes and coins
Cons on the prowl, hookers grabbing loins

Patios die when chairs stacked high
No one buys when there’s no 9 to 5

Money breeds from money in hand
Share the wealth from corporate-land

Revive the dignity of humanity
Save the earth from imminent catastrophe

Change the laws to equal all
Stop these wars that yield a fall

The story of Adam and Eve is just a story
It was meant to portray Eden as a gift of glory

Man, woman and creatures throughout
No one left out, religion wasn’t a-thought

Ax

(just the weed, exploding in my head)

Drunk on Love


liquid spirit pours
to lips caress, numbing pain
in bellies pot it rots
barley, oats, potato skins too
grapes off vines like black pearls shine
beaten and rolled to fit into a bottle of wine
the higher proof, smoothes so divine
it coats the tongue and draws out desire
filling the mind with courage and fire
goblets or glasses, stemmed or not
tumblers that are etched with slashes
cutting, diamond edges

nachos covered in cheese, chilli dogs are not really dogs
they’re a wiener of sorts but not the ones that dangle
like the hopes of Mrs. Robinson
so, here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson…

may the sun shine brightest upon your face
reflecting eyes that gaze on your breasts
yes, globes of fire that stand as monuments
this of course all said with the utmost respect to women
glorious women, the prized, silver dollar some men flip
yes, some men, pigs that walk erect and not the erect that pleases women
those men that fill themselves to the gills and think they’re invincible

Drunk on Love

the love that is fed with liquor made by demons
the same fucking demons that live in these men
through the vile taste of darks spirit
consumed beyond repair as they drive away impaired

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Rolling Stoned


I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. The wind blowing cottonwood puffs like snow. Wild flowers blooming in the meadow, fused with the scent of hashish in the air…
Getting high in life’s care

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. All are welcomed as well as those who don’t. Talk if you want or quietly sit alone, a peaceful haven lost and feeling good…
Getting high in the woods

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Down by the river where the hurt goes away. As all my prayers are answered today. I’ve started to feel what I’ve never felt before…
Getting high with a roar

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Where harmful thoughts never come to mind. Where love is what you’ll find, wearing flowers in our hair…
Getting high on the Lord’s Prayer

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Buzzing to the music of the Rolling Stones. “Jumping jack flash, it’s a gas, gas, gas”…
Getting high on some pretty fine grass

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Lets Get Freaky


Just like that
Drop of a hat
No matter what
You’ll be a slut
I’ll be your cuckold
Now, isn’t that bold
I would dress you up
I would fill your cup
I would paint each toe
Dry them with a blow
Slip on the pumps
Enter the bucks
David is lean
Smooth as cream
Black curly locks
A jaw solid as rocks
Chiseled with a dimple
Perky goes the nipple
You lick your lips
Goliath trips
Six feet four
Broad as a door
Thighs bulge strong
As does his groin
He lifts you up, here to please
He plants a kiss, weak in the knees
Safe in his arms
This giant man charms
Straddle his hips
Tongue past lips
David takes a grip
Of his massive dick
Goliath says, Bro
Time to show
They strip her clean
Except for the heels
They stay on
Just for fun
I look at you, you look at me
I nod, this is naughty
All for you
These two
Down on your back
Time to fuck
Lapping your puss’
Rimming your anus
Planets align
Cross eyed
Taking it deep
Cock makes you weep
Filled from both ends
Ecstasy transcends
Time flys by
This buzz gets high
David and Goliath ride
Dp! oh my…
Filth from your mouth
Words not enough
Imagine pure lust
Now start to combust
Wave after wave
Your climax gave
Gushing fluid
Mind, less lucid
I look at you, you look at me
Happy?, baby
Pleasure in your eyes
Brings rise
A bath to bathe
Soothing aid
Repays the gift
Harley and Ivy, visit him

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Blackbird ~ The Return of Death


Pop the box, overlapping flaps
A spring with a wobble, about it flops
A skull, hollowed out, chiselled with features
Alike, without flesh, simply creatures

No matter, the colour of skin
Decay begins, in birth with sin
Stretched through years of living
A bonus, if found in arms loving

The return of death, if so given
A grant bestowed by, hell or heaven
Use it wisely, to leave a mark
Whisper truths not played in lark

The pain and ache, mankind endures
Through love and hate, sated and horrors
Slashed across, left for dead
Begin again, oath had said

Survived a torturous regime
A cog in a wheel, a machine
Free as a blackbird, without care
Watch the world turn, with a stare

To love and honour, till death parts
Raise a child, nurturing hearts
Take a stand for that which is good
Believe in the kindness of brotherhood

The return of death, chance of giving
To make amends, with the living
Caress the one, missing the most
Soothed in song, by a nightingales ghost

Angels and demons exist, they live in the head
Each controlling destiny, so the heart said
Truth of the matter is, it’s what others do
To impact a life, me and you

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Runaway

image
St. Michael’s name, hung above the door
A ward, where swaddled babies are born
The archangel, prince of gods strength
Failed to protect a child at swords length

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Find me, running through my mind
Lost in a world occupied by time
Caught in a trap, controlled by a madman
Who rocked the cradle, damned

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Ridiculed, made to be the fool
How it was at home, was at school
Left alone, except when anger flares
Sought out the weakest, I was always there

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Ninety-eight pounds in the sixteenth year
Urged enough courage to disappear
Nothing but a door left open in the cold
No goodbyes on a tear stained note

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Frostbite bit the very first night
Found me exposed, filled with fright
The ER was buzzing my ears were burning
Child services were mentioned, returning

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Hid during the day, roamed about in the dark
Scraps of food always found in the park
So too, were street gangs in camp
Plotting a crime beneath a burned out lamp

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Shelters were for the old
Filled with the stench of mold
Lonely souls looking for comfort
Even a boy was made to suffer

Runaway, run, run, runaway

Years pass by, alone, my way
Solitaire, the only game I play
Ashamed of who I am, you see
Waiting for death, to come to me

Runaway, run, run, runaway

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