Untitled (Love)

it holds you tight

holds you in

showers you with guilt

all about

it grasps you

the more you go

the deeper you are in

the more time

the greater the grip

it encompasses you

engulfs you

swallows you up

doesn’t let you breathe

it makes you think

makes you weak

takes your time

and makes great taste

it’s over there and over here

it’s all around

but never right here

but when inside

deep inside

it holds you

doesn’t allow you to leave

until you go

and wave goodbye

and then

a new one comes along

but, how long?

has it been?

© 1997 David Greg Harth

97.07.21.02:06:00@NYC

Untitled (Comments On Love)

The measurements exceed

The unpredictable is only around the corner

The levels are complex

The confusion lies within

The alterations are not made

The voices are never heard

The thoughts race like buffalos

The memories intrude

The fantasies never become real

The dreams are death defying

The love is passionate but not local

The real time has come

The real one is here

Here I am.

© 1997 David Greg Harth

97.01.12.00:00:00@Earth

Untitled (Spare)

Spare it.

Spare the thought

Take the trip

Feel the reason

Don’t question a step

Don’t deny

Take a spin

Spare any lies

Go with the heart

Follow the streets

Follow that star

If the sun comes down

I will be there

If the sun comes down

I would like you to be there

Spare some time for me

I have all the time for you

Feel the sunlight

Feel the warmth I can give

Cradle you in my arms

All night long

An embrace

A beautiful one

A holding one

A real one

© 1997 David Greg Harth

97.05.14.01:00:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (You & Me)

ah, my dear beloved, worshipper of me, worshipper of death:

I will devour you entirely

I will steal you away in the city of lights

You will perform to me

Upon me

For I am your thundering storm

I am huge

And you shall perform on me

Through the streets filled with names and monopolies

Behind the desk of authority, you will

Get down and kneel

Before me you will perform

A great storm

Breathe this flaming rock

Inside and out

Meet it half way

Then take it all the way

© 1997 David Greg Harth

97.04.06.00:00:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (You)

you wild woman,

you make me weak,

above the knees,

below the belt,

you make me weak,

your accent at heart

your tone in voice,

you make me weak,

you break a boundary

you treat a soul,

you make me weak,

you take a chance,

you call the devil,

you learn how to kneel,

you believe in love,

your heart tells you no,

your body tells you other,

you make me weak,

you lose control,

and then I enter,

and over and over,

I fuck you again.

The measurements exceed

The unpredictable is only around the corner

The levels are complex

The confusion lies within

The alterations are not made

The voices are never heard

The thoughts race like buffaloes

The memories intrude

The fantasies never become real

The dreams are death defying

The love is passionate but not local

The real time has come

The real one is here

Here I am.

© 1997 David Greg Harth

97.04.04.00:00:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (I Take You)

I take you by the front

I take you by the rear

I take you in arms

And behold

Wrap around, no rape will occur

I take you by the flesh

I tear at your skin

I choke you alive

As I shove my cock deep inside

I ram my thick meat

Up your juicy cunt

I eat away at your soul

Before you can cum

I eat at your breasts

Before you can scream

I eat at your mind

Before you can breathe

I fuck you

Harder and harder

As one can get

I ram my pistol

My pistol of love

Deep inside your tight pink pussy hole.

As “So Cruel” plays

I flow with the motion

On every beat

You receive my meat

On every beat

You bow down to my feet

I fuck you slowly

After the harsh

I fuck you slowly

Not because I love you

Not because you are sexy

Not because I want to fuck you hard

But because you are my friend

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.12.10.03:00:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Devil Love)

For hours,

My arms hug your warmth.

I will kiss you forever upon sight.

Forever and ever.

It will last.

Never let go.

Please be real.

Oh, please do.

I am your angel.

But I could be your devil.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.23:45:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Places Taken)

I will take you to the park.

the forest.

the desert.

the beach.

the ocean

the sea.

the lake.

the hill.

the mountain.

the city.

the valley.

the plain.

the field.

the pond.

the creek.

the brook.

the rock.

the town.

I will take you in the bakery

Or in the movies

At home

Or in the office

I will take you on a plane

Or on a train

At a ball game

Or at a Broadway show

I will take you in car

Or in a bed

At a nature park

Or at a hotel.

I will take you near and far.

Here and there.

I will take you up and down.

East and West

I will take you to black and white

To see colors all over.

Over and over, I will take you.

More in my mind.

None in the flesh.

Yet.

Yet to be seen....

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.23:30:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (America 3rd)

Complication

Invitation

Revolution

Imagination

Motivation

Impregnation

Juxtaposition

Location

Separation

Dislocation

Verification

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.12:15:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Waiting For You)

I will wait for you.

If you are my dream.

I will be yours.

If you are a figment.

I will let the love go, but not you.

I searched, I waited, for you.

Are you real?

Are you mine?

Why so far, yet so close?

Why do we meet?

Who gave us permission?

I am your angel, an angel from hell.

I come to take you to heaven.

Forever and ever, we will live.

In white lace I embrace your smooth body.

I take you, caress you always.

I have wanted you for the longest time.

Where have you been?

Ties will be broken.

I will not keep my hopes open.

I have been hurt.

I am sure you have too.

I will not be hurt.

I am your angel.

I will wait.

Send me your love.

Prove your existence.

Dance with the devil in the moonlight.

Dance with me under the stars tonight.

Dance with the animals, hum with the birds.

Suck like the insects, read like the mammals.

Eat list like the fish, love like the doves.

Wake up on a bed of roses.

I grew each one for you.

Selected and picked.

I took the thorns off for you.

So, your fingers would not bleed.

I love your tight ass,

may I feel it?

touch it?

caress it?

The darkness will always prevail.

I wish I knew you in the flesh.

Till then, my mind will make do.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.05:05:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Souls)

I turn you around

Kiss on the cheek

Kiss on the parting lips

On the nose

On the eyebrow

The water runs down

Between our bodies

Between our souls

Cold or warm

It runs between our curves

Into our insides

Into our hearts

Around the forms

Beneath the wonders

I insert my tongue

Your lips part

I feel your heart

Beating with my pulse

I ignite a flame

Too much to comprehend

The sun is going down

I hug you dearly

Forever and ever

The day went by

Over and over

We spent it in water

We walked to an ocean

While motionless

And did not leave our location

Only our minds

Our hearts.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.02:15:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Strict Poem)

I shackle you to a bed post.

I pulse an image

    in front of your eyes.

I show you a complex for your thought.

I take from the kitchen sweet desserts.

I eat my desserts with you...

    on the bed...

    you in shackles,

    I in black.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.01:30:00@31USQWNYC