Summit of the Crest

Summit of the Crest

There is danger in her written word

She’s the Queen of Queens with Aphrodite smile

She’ll cut you down in a moments notice and leave you there to die

True beauty is locked away
From male ego and false promises

I feel her language deep in my bones
We share secret bonds no one could ever understand

Pages turn
Poets burn
Like kindling
Like Salem witches

Fight Fire
with Fire
She’ll come for you
She’ll take out all
Them bitches

Chainsaw smile
Arsenic tongue
Cast iron armour
You better run

I am in awe
She makes me feel alive
The Better Sex that takes
No Shit!

I see Her
I see … Me
I see that We
are the Same

I am humble enough to recognize
That i am better with her in my life

My words
Her words
Dance together
In sexual union
Giving New Life
To poetic fusion

We
Are the dreams
That few can dream
We are King and Queen
Beyond Make Believe

We share the blood
Of the Beats
Of Iggy PoP
Of Lou Reed
Of David Bowie
The New York Dolls
The Dead Kennedys
Of The Buzzcocks

East Coast / West Coast
The great take over
You can Run and Hide
But there ain’t no cover

The deluge is a coming’
A Tsunami wave
The rain will fall
nd’ Wash the Shit away

LA connection
NY style
You can’t block
What you can’t have
Or walk the miles

Voices echoes from
The Phantom Zone
Follow me?
Or leave me alone

I spy with my “little” eye
Schoolyard antics that make
Boys cry

Blues NEWS
wear the Noose
Hung up pretending
You got a clue

Porcelain skin
Velvet thighs
The mystery behind
Those eyes

I’ve seen more
Than I could share
Her perfect body
Her luscious hair

My tongue trading secrets
Between her pink lips
I would drown myself
Between her tight hips

Words are our bond
Our RESPECT for each other
My weakness my longing
My secret uncovered…..

MB93


****************************
Original Poem:

The sound of Cupid
from afar, the impossible
blue of a lover saying goodbye
A young girl standing
over a brink…
taking a chance to be loved
.
Now her ribcage billows
as she cries in her room…
taking her pillow and holding it close, hugging it to her chest
her body ends where his begins
…back to where she started;
knowing neither could ever
really be together
She stares at the ceiling, Daddy brings her lemon honey tea, he asks what’s wrong
“A silver surfer sliced my heart with hardly a care”
.
Maria Crest
.
*****************************
Collaboration:

Silver Surfer

The sound of Cupid
echoes from afar, the
impossible blue of a lover
saying goodbye

A young girl stands
over a brink…
taking a final chance
to be loved
.
Her ribcage hollow
she dies inside…
a little more each moment
that passes by
Fetal position against the wall
holding onto fragile pieces of
sanity not wanting it to be true:

her body ends where his began
…back to where she once started;
knowing all along
that there was no hope
That it was damned
neither could
or should
ever
really be together
She stares at the ceiling,
Spiderweb lines etched a over her
Father knows something is off
from downstairs he brings her lemon honey tea, he asks what’s wrong

“A silver surfer sliced my heart with hardly a care”

Father
without words
.
mc²
.