my lady, my lovely
I write you a song
and it comes so easy
keyboard in my hand
fingers moving rhythmically
no need to look down or at the screen
my heart is emptying
and you are filling it
can you hear this
hear the words floating out of me,
finding their own wings
butterflies
making the room spin
careful of the clichés
colour
oh my lovely
how you inspire greatness
and i wonder if you know it
and i type
fingers moving
this subtle song
without a chorus
can you feel this
eyes closed i dance with you
swaying to the flow
you in a dress
white
and me in a suit
black
like a chessboard in a truce
my heart adds a beat
your cheek is so close to mine
i feel your warmth
how happy can this song be
so happy
that is cant be real
so happy
that i know its a dream
so happy
happiness like this
never exists, for me.

frankie

im alone
in the restaurant of eternal damnedness
it came recommended
highly

i like stand up comedy
not being stood up
maybe they got the print wrong in the lonely hearts column
damned editors with high blood pressures.

ill have the wine
red
dry
thanks

“and will you be dining alone?”
hmmm…lets see, no get me a pina colada
my other personality likes things fruity.

the redhead arrives and i drink from her bosom generously
dark, sensual with a twist of frankly i dont give a fck.
the way i like it.

iLL have the soup
danke schon mein liebe

music arrives
the violin player
pouring some fckin tabasco on my licked wounds
yes yes… lovely now fck off

the soup
the chicken noodle
soup

“waiter” i mumble
“yes madam?”
there is a fly in my soup

No no…please accept with our commiserations

the redhead winks as i grabble for her comforts
who said nothing in life was for free.

Tainted

Dance La Lune
Come swim with me in midnight trees
Barefoot warm grass to our knees
Pearl eyes glisten enchanté
Bathe me, lead me, show the way…
Dance the water magical

Smile caressing shadow dew
Falling leaves sing gentle hue
Float desire bring hand to mine
Matching rhythm intertwine…
Dance the moonlight beautiful

Naked love song heart and lyre
Earth the tempest passionfire
Fervour beats festina lente
Nature cadence in flagrante…
Dance the air sublime

Pull in close cleave consummate
Fearless cry crescendo sate
Moment exaltation kiss
Culmination tender bliss…
Dance the flame la lune

Comble
Âme
~White Fox

sister…
can i cry here, now, infront of you?
will it make my growth less?
will it take away from the strength i got yesterday.
im trying so hard to be a big girl,
but sometimes little girl moments
crawl in.

sister
im drunk again
does it make my tears less important?
does it make my scars less jaggered?
will you actually believe me
if i say i tried,
and i will try harder?

sister
there are things here
things that consume me
things that rip me off track
things that dont give a damn
of where im wishing to go.

sister
this is breaking my heart!
does saying that
make me the weakling once again?
well, I am the last born
maybe only the rain knows im not
as solid as you.

sister
do you see my make-up runing?
does it look cool? all gothic and *&^$#@?
sorry i dissapointed you again
with my flash display of emmotion.
i sometimes forget
that it’s just not done in polite company.

sister…
are you really my sister?
or did they just tell us that you are?

mortal

Your edge scares me;

when sharpened with anger,

how do things get so muddled,

we slice ourselves into the confusion.

The puppy needs food, water and shelter

a few jabs too,

what is the smile of its tail-

worth to you?

Your edge excites me;

when serrated with laughter.

spectator of your eyes, tell me your story?

You watch mine too, and say; sad.

They too have their own story.

I say; look, I am the moon

You say no, you see the sun.

I point to the stars, they light only in dark

See, there is no day without night.

It weakens me – the sound of my name,

a Van Gogh on your lips

there sits an echo – in my ear

and placed against me, the cool edge sharpened and serrated

profusely, I begin to bleed.

Goldwhispers

The Light Between Us
The Light between us
Touched, brushed
Turn around to look

And you have not even entered the room

The spark
Is held in my soul
And I feel your aura
Embrace

You are a trail of mist
Leave your dew

Embrace me
Touch me
Before I expire in the sweet longing

Rivergoddess

do you dream in colour
in the boxland of dreams
do you run free
of hate, lust, deception
and lie next to the river of boundless truth
do you see yourself in the mirrored water
hair flowing free
with daisies locked in the locks
locked behind closed eyes and lids

do you run barefoot in the grass in your head
and sing and twirl
a place where the monsters come and chase you
till you scream and cry and claw and die
only to be rescued by the fairytale princess
with the magic wand

do you dream in colour when you betray your wife
and turn into a goblin
and sell golden dust

do you dream
at all
at night

Tainted

dont speak
she sings
i know just what you saying
so please stop explaining

and i dont want to hear it
the words
the tired old tune
running barefoot in the field in my head

i want to carry on painting my picture
in seventh heaven bliss
where the real world is obscured by my canvass
and the music is dark goth
and i prance around in pink and black frilly things
just being me

instead i have to be here and listen to the silly empty words of how today can be the first day of my life
leave me alone
to paint and prance
and yell inside my head
2moro will drift past and ill jump on the rollercoaster again
and ride with you into the sunset

but for today
my heart bleeds on the canvass
i am mad and tired
and confused and just weird in my head

Tainted

butterfly
its fading
your smell..amongst the scents of a Taipei morning
lost
the moment
i shouldve left the car
but the sun got caught in your hair
bright red
nothing else mattered
no tomorrow

morals faded
my face in your hands
for that moment i was yours
completely
your voice broke my heart
as i found your hands
resembling mine
too much to bear
so
dont forget us
but dont hold on
butterflies cant
be framed and dried
so fly angel
fly
~Dahmer

You are everywhere
The missed call on my phone
The anonymous postings on every web

Every question thrown my way
On my mind night and day
You are everywhere

But as time goes by
I notice that you are not mine alone
You belong to everyone

So here is to you my ex
The postings I thought aimed at me
Are all an absurdity

Cause everyone here it seems
Sees their ex here too
So messages missing their mark

So cheers to all the exs
Who post here as annon
You are not here, but long gone

Ex’s here belong to everyone
No more will I see YOU
So long, goodbye annon
~Penning