Kaleidoscope

The petals of your soul are bruised and battered with the anguish of a spinning kaleidoscope,

The petals of my soul are cautious in their mastery wanting to fold you into safety,
Your touches lacerate my mind, reminding me of wanderlust, as well as the need to flee from the danger of your gaze.

Simplicity is not the extension of verve we crave and hunger for, why do the vampires of tenderness not break the endless pain we all endure?

You who wander endlessly through the sands foregoing bolts of evolution, is never unnoticed by the one who waits in the uninterrupted storm of uncertainty.

My metamorphosis is aided by your light, cautious the gift you leave behind.

My gentle muse, bitter thorns tear at our tender flesh, will my silent devotion ever be enough I question?

You are agony and bliss to me~


Karla Arce © 11/07/08

Toy

Your breath licks across my skin petting me with a mastery that comforts and surrounds my being~

Your eyes fondle and graze my soul~ My attention is crisp as I welcome you to sip my gifts while searching for your kisses~

You toy with a smoothness that hints of danger, bringing me closer to the fringe of recklessness~ With a taste of calm, our kindred intent is tethered together with a willingness to move as one towards an uncomplicated solidarity~

Karla Arce © 10/06/2009

Crack

~Anticipation crackles with a willingness to go without caution,

Wild eyes flicker with the twist of a blaze to be set free,

Freedom comforts the need for security, the dance is spirited and real,

Laughter shines on the souls of the two, without it there is nothing.~

Karla Arce © 08/17/07

Pledge

Lucid in my reasoning, I pay close attention to the slippery softness of your pleading~

Pretending to disguise that the fire is cool to the touch but burns hot in our courage, I watch you squirm and release a comforting sigh~

Reach for me…. Open my desires…. Enslave me…. Give me authority to proceed~

Our minds incriminate our actions, we are summoned by destiny, biting at the vibration of our vow, litigating the cravings that cannot be quenched~

No more broken promises, our imprisonment is no longer required, we are free to be alive~

Karla Arce © 07/22/2009

DewKissed

Oh smooth villain of my existence, you wound me with your gaze~

Strike me with your intimate murmur, as you request my obedience~

As you travel thru me letting me request my fate, I beg in my resistance only to challenge your bidding~

Drink of me as I welcome your thirst, untangle my hesitation with fixed purpose, you speak softly “Do not be a hostage to your past.” ~

My eyes gleam and widen with the Moon’s light, mischievous and looking for a thrill, the stars explode through my vision, my ears pounding with the sincerity of your breath~

I am tight with the anticipation of our next move, my fingers wonder through the tendrils of your thoughts, tenderness…the motion bringing us into the moment, dewkissed by the dawn, we slip into madness known only by the frenzied amusement released from our laughter~

Karla Arce © 07/01/2009

~Forward~

You still make my mind dance~

I twist like a broken arrow set free from a bow with a direct line of purpose~

Piercing the softness of my longing, I ascend gently grazing my fear knowing the outcome~

Where will my acceptance land? As the air splits with denial, fierce the arrow proceeds, thrusting the tip towards the end of my being~

Thoughts fire prisms whipping intention, sharp is the tongue that connects fury~

My mask bears a crooked grin, my step makes a unflinching bounce, watch as I secure my stance, I am fine alone~

Karla Arce© 12/19/08

Raven

A raven’s feather sways listlessly, landing knowingly on the terrain of my feelings~

Instructing my direction, the raven’s discussion strike’s inspiration to my plight~

Many think him old and withered; I confided in his sage eyes, as his gaze emotes my gut reaction~

His proverbs are a spiders web that symbolize my vestige, sticky with the expectation the images project, he speaks of your voice and waves the intention that strikes comfort in my logic~

Bringing me solace in my continuous conversations of inevitability; I want nothing more than to balance my thoughts among the notes of the raven’s talon’s~

Speak to me I beg, make me bleed contentment in my final confidence, take me with you as you wrap your secret message around my disclosure~

The raven’s smile brings me belief that my intuition's are not objects pitched through a slit in thought.

He flees in flight toward my bosom, not fearing his entry, I welcome the raven into my soul, unchained and free to soar~

Karla Arce© 06/06/09