Moonlight travels, The shadows, Draw to a close. Ceiling fan whirs, The restless stir, Resisting repose. I blend into, Merge into, Bring heat to the dark. The sheen on a Moreno hue, Resisting dissolution, Into the fading light, Holding you tight, Into the late hours, Into the maturity of the night. The magic in your […]
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Into the Blue
She lay on her back floating in the water, Rocking with the currents, Atop golden leaves brushed onto the water’s surface by the sunshine, Floating away into the minutes and hours of the day Forgetful of everything, Her fingers broke the surface, Trailing the turbulence behind, She floated away into the blue. It opened It’s arms to […]
A Still
Willow trees dripping their branches onto the pond. Touching at the water’s edge. Crowned by dense foliage. Expressed in leaves of vibrant green. Two in a boat. The surface peaceful, from the stroke. Monet in appearance. The air still. The picture bug free. The edges indistinguishably fuzzy. by malakhai jones img src: http://picturesoftrees.org/large/96/Weeping-Willows-Tree-Pictures-6.jpg
To Serve Man
The place is here, the time is now, and the journey into the shadows that we’re about to read could be our journey. A journey that is not without irony. I submit for your review, John Michael Jones. A father of two and a devoted husband. He’s a guy of average intellect and an above average […]
The Seduction
Tasting it on the air. Smelling it on the wind. I see it in her eyes. Escaping from her skin. Filling me up. Red rising level. Her neckline flush. Her hair disheveled. Her hand glides. The bloodlust overtaking me. I close my eyes. The scent saturating the olfactory. Holding me in position. I hear the […]
Jonesin
Hips swaying back and forth, Methodically and seductively, One foot replacing the other. Slide and twist. Humming soulful renditions, Depicting a rendezvous. No words, “Shhhh.” No movement, a felt embrace. This is where I meet her, When I close my eyes. Jonesin’ for a rendezvous. Sharing a sunset over the beach. A place outside of the […]
Escape Velocity
The Shade of night slowly creeps down the pane of dusk’s horizon. It’s pink membrane permeated by black ink. The air tumbles over the sill, onto the floor, starry and warm, providing lift. Spiraling. Floating. Up on the currents. Moving further out. I’m free! I’m free. I’m… free… by malakhai jones img src: http://41.media.tumblr.com/75b3903f839edea78aeb41e22fb23830/tumblr_mxi334EiwW1rzpqxxo1_1280.jpg
Tokyo
An inland lagoon of deep purple. Greeted on all but one side by the soft earth of cavern floors. Currents solemnly migrating under the silver gaze of the moon. Serenity produces a song of silence, with the occasional improvisation of the waters outside. Candles religiously congregate within the cavern. Their lights flicker with a dedicated […]
Monster
“Are you on the toilet?” She asked. “Um, no…yeah… I’m warming up the seat…It’s almost there…” I said humorously. “Do you need to use the bathroom?” . She laughed. “Never mind.” Afterward, I made one more tour through the house to see if the kids were up, moving, and preparing themselves for school. “C’mon son. […]
Becoming
Losing the motion of my youth The energy of the newness Traveling past me, As the country-side past my jeep. Mellowing and developing taste, The Seasons, Nature retired to sweet repose Interred in frozen earth. Moorish in her appearance Breaths hang heavy in the air. I am becoming by malakhai jonezs © Copyright 2016 image […]
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