Painting dreams upon the floor
Pictures in my dreams
So vivid and real
Shades of objects so real and sincere
And in between
I open my eyes
I barely can focus
The water swells inside
My eyes close
The pictures begin
Every one is different
Like a cloud the texture within

Dreaming is the temptation I adore
The violin plays
Each stroke defines
Like a whimper inside
Drawn along the music rides
Into my dream it plays
I’m focused I feel
Each and everything I touch
So real
I try to call out
My lips move
But the words they just lay
My throat is dry
The words are all locked
Inside drifting away
Inside my thoughts
The words just lay

Dreaming is the tempation I adore
My eyes opened
Nothing else matters
My blurred vision
I can hardly see
Now the dreams fade
Their fading away
I tried to grasp
Try to hold on
My dreams fall through my fingers
Like sand falling upon
Out on to the floor
I watched it fall
I’m awake and my dreams have gone

Written by © Malc.Johnson 2009

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mercsmoon poetry © Malc.Johnson 2009

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Forever in darkness!
In the chill of the night
Hauntingly beautiful
Demising but nice
Hungry for blood
Hungry for lust
EVE’ Mistress of the night
In a vision of love .

His hands made me quiver with exitement slowly penetrating my love nest , I wanted him and pressed up against him real close , I needed a man now having not had anyone for a couple of weeks, guiding his fingers deep inside me I beckoned him to thrust his fingers gently.

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Wired IV Eve © Malc.Johnson  2009

No clouds to spoil the view insight
I see a road that splits into two
The road in the sky
The one on the left
The one on right

Which one to begin my journey I must decide
I’m fading into a dream’ heaven is here as I gaze!
I think is this really happening?

My first step forward I take
Like a flower I rise to meet the sunrise
A phoenix ready to take flight

From the ashes of sunrise
My body feels
Feels like I’m floating
I rise

On my own I walk into the light
What lies ahead
I’m scared! I might!

Lift my body to rise
Like a bird from a whisper
I feel the wind

Like soft warm breath upon my skin

Filling the sky with it’s deep red
In time with the music in my mind
I’m lifting
I’m rising
Take flight

Onwards this journey I am ready to take
What lies ahead
What is my fate

Crisp is the air that surrounds me
I feel like a weight lifted
Oh what of fate
Into the eye of sun
I fly reborn.

My wings outstretched I fly so free
Into the sky
No-one can see me?

Shadows
Darkest shadow

I fly

I’m infected
I’m like a kiss
A kiss from the lips of the sun
I’m falling to fading sunrise

The twilight

I can see it come
Like a vampires sweet kiss
To darkness I succumb

I wither with blood falling
I’m falling into the clouds
Beautiful !
Sunrise.

Written by © kirk & Johnson 2008

mercsmoon poetry © Malc.Johnson  &  Lesley Kirk 2008

Would you walk with me to hold my hand
Look up to the stars and watch the great bear
It’s the pan in the sky
And if you look around to find it’s brother
The Little bear
The smaller pan

Would you walk with me to hold my hand
Look up to the moon and dream of paradise
I love it when it’s full
It lights up your face
The blue in you’re eyes
To match the shimmering light

Would you walk with me to hold my hand
Across the beach with the sea rolling in
Look into my eyes and feel the power
Walking back now with the wind
The wind of love gently blowing in you’re face

Would you walk with me to hold my hand
Sit on the top of a hill and gently roll down
Chase each other I know who would win
It would be you I’m laughing now
To see the smile on you’re face

Would you walk with me to hold my hand
And walk with me on this land
On the edge of my favourite place
Sit now sit down relax
And watch the clouds roll by one by one.

Would you?

Written by © malc.johnson 2008

mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008

The paper weight of marriage has gone
The chains of wedlock broke

They vanished  into air so thin
Now its paper
Absolute
Divorced

No written words of score
To toe the line my friend
Paper marriage of written words
No more
This contract
Ends

Binding ties
Untied my love
All done
All gone
Divorced…..

I am divorced
I’m single
I’m dancing
I’m one
I’m me again

Floating on a sea of love
Happy I’m me again

Floating on a sea of smiles
Dancing laughing again

Smiling positive
Without reserve

I’m one
I’m me again

I’m single

Absolute
The final word

Divorced
The final end

I’m one
I’m me again.

Written by © malc.johnson 2008

mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008

Bound by haunting moods
Time has no place
In this sea of tears
From those tears I cannot erase
And as they fall falling
Dying in this vast sea
Melting into as one
Life is so unkind
But it’s real
Haunting tears falling
Wounded and hurting
Falling into the sea

And just like a tear falling
you cannot bring it back when it’s gone
Wiped away longing to forget
Only time may help
Tired and holding on
Leave now please leave
Tears of sadness from this place
Each tear born of a memory
I cannot forget

And out of the blackness
Out of eyes rising the swelling
Rising tears are coming
Flooding out
Flowing from the unkind wounds of life punishing me
And still they come
And still they rise
One by one
Rolling down my face
From a vast ocean
This place of tears
These tears so salty
Like the sea
Full of empty promises
Non to keep
Tears rolling
Tears.

Written by © malc.johnson 2008

mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008

Upon this rock of twisted frame
His fiery eyes sunk deep like wells
His rotten face just like a corpse
The smell of souls
And of his touche

And when it’s time to catch some more
The devil sits he knows the score
He always gets his souls to keep
He wins them always of mans greed
Do not temp your fate tonight
The devil waits to take a bite

Only fear the reaper man
For he is the devil
Disguised in man
He loves to take your soul away
And women too so be afraid
Then pray tonight
It’s not just you
Don’t sit with him
You fool! he knows
He rapes your mind
To get your soul
Sometimes a women
But barely a man
To capture your soul if he can
Full of neat tricks
Like a rabbit from hat
The devils magician
To capture he can

If you see him pipe in hand
Sat on a rock with a hellish smile
Playing madly fingers on fire
His violin plays a deadly symphonic
The smoke is pouring out and its chronic
Devouring the fire from out of your body
He sits and waits with his hellish smile
For your soul to rise out of this fire
The devil writes on parchments of gas
Don’t be blinded he doesn’t take cash
Nor cheque’s or a euro not even pound coins
He just want your soul
The devil writes sonnets

And when it’s time to catch some more
The devil sits he knows the score
He always gets his souls to keep
He wins them always of mans greed
Do not temp your fate tonight
The devil waits to take a bite.

Written by © malc.johnson 2008

mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008