wild hair, big smiles, and the truth of being a father

from a half-souled heart-bare fiction of future
we were holy in moonbeams once before
and then a kiss sold us into slavery

hazel eyes vacant ooze pus and boots to fat asses
half-seated dragon lair tales from the crypts of our dear loves
we were damned in sunshine twice before
and then a kiss redeemed us with the church

Twice Browned Hazel Green eyes lashed out in laughter
from full souled strong-hearted poetry of now
they are holy in moonbeams
they are damned by our praise
and we are saved by their kisses.

O Misery thou art such a passionate joy
when you birth your love upon me.

O Ecstasy thou art such a devestating waste
when you murder my silly dreams.

O Father, O Mother -- Bless you
Curse you.

Forgive me.