Lip Service

I want to see her eyes
crane up and lock with mine.

If I said I was ready,
I’d be a liar because
I’m nervous.

Lip service,
from her,
is what I’m begging for.
Her’s are perfection,
and I cannot ignore
their scarlet seduction.

Maxim

From fear

From fear I will go.
From fear you shall follow.

We will know life
in a place far from fear.

Anxiety, like asphyxiation,
griped our throats for a wile now,
but tonight we will breathe new life
in a place far from fear
and we shall stay there.

Maxim

Soaring Hearts

Our hearts are soaring
higher then before and,
we swore never to go back to being grounded.

The clouds are roaring
wile we where fly’in’ round them,
weightless, and unbounded.

Wile the world was snoring,
we decided to take our flight,
and that’s when our hearts began pounding.

Our love started pouring
over top of the trees,
and everything surrounding.

                `Maxim

Sunshine; Flower

She wore a yellow flower in her hair.
She said – ”It means nothing.”
But to a poet, everything gets paired with meaning…

Her eyes began gleaming 
at the sound of my words,
that began flowing from my mouth
in poetic explanation of how the
bright yellow flower matched her heart.

The poem I spoke; 
“How bright the petals, of yellow, glow.
The ones you placed in your hair.
They followed the same path,
and shared the same energy,
produced by your heart. 

Let it shine though!
Even if the darkness
decided to envelope you.
Swallow you.
Hold you closer then I do.

The sun is the only one 
in comparison to how magnificent your  
your soul shines.
Words are scarce to find.
I’m in awe of your sunshine.”

                     –Maxim

Campfire and Starlight

Hello baby!
Have you seen me lately?
My eyes glow again,
and my hands feel again.

Come ’round my way,
and lets play.
The campfire, and star light,
will dictate our mood,
and we’ll light up the night
with our lips.

My hands on your hips,
with your arms around the back of my neck.
Let’s silence the howls of the wolves
with your pleasurable screams.

Come ’round my way
baby, and lets play.

               –Maxim

Treasure Chest

The sadness from the past
has left your heart agape 
with a black void.

I shall intertwine my 
fingers full with fiery of love, 
and grip your blight struck heart.

I will pour passion past
the spilling point,
and steal the top,
like a stone cap to a well,
with a kiss infused with life

To make sure 
you heart never surrenders
to sadness ever again,
I will always hold you close.

I will dawn my armor,
silver and gold with hope,
and draw my sword when
I  sense any threat that 
wishes to steal the treasure
I’ve stored with in your chest.

                       –Maxim

Water on Fire

Do you know what you see?
Are you elated like me?

Bells ring.
Bees sting.
Birds sing.
Boxers swing.

Your eyes.
Your eyes.
They are shining.
Mine are sinking,
down your body.

Boats and waves.
Clouds and lighting strikes.
You and I.

We are rougher than
stormy waters.
We’re more beautiful
than the summer 
sunset over the ocean.

You and I.
Ghosts in houses-
static clothes
on goose bumped skin.

Crowed streets-
faces pass.
They’ll never last,
like us.

We’re forever-
always floating,
never.

We’ve been drowned
so long,
that found ways to breath the water,
and then we lit the water on fire.

                            -Maxim