Ricardo

Ricochet

Into my heart

Crashing fatally

Against my ribcage.

Resuscitate me. Bring me to life, but

Don’t disrupt this fantasy

Of you and me.

Alias

Always running from one mission to the next

Looking for the dangerous radicals across the globe

I change my name, I change my face, I move from place to place

And using my training to apprehend suspects

Soundly do my job to save the world.

Seduction

Darkness

 

Creeping through alleys

Toward unsuspecting victims

 

I’ll capture you

A spider with a fly

In my web of lies

 

I’m hungry

 

Looking for food

 

Fulfilled by lust

 

You look at me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you want me

 

And I’m satisfied.

Seeing Ghosts

Every time I turn around

I see you standing there.

You appeared without a sound

And at a glance, filled me with fear.

 

A blurred silhouette just standing

In the center of the room…

In my head is branding

An uneasy feeling of doom.

 

I know that I’m the only one

Who can see your kind,

But only after you’re already gone

I realize it’s only in my mind.

Cleopatra

She swings and she sways

To the trill of the piano,

With a facade of blonde hair

And the red lips of a vixen

To hide the fear held in her eyes

Of the terminal illness

Dancing in her veins

From dusk ’til dawn.

Copper

A penny for my thoughts?

Give me a pen and a paper

And I’ll take you on a journey

Past the contrasting black ink

On the white-as-snow page

And show you the mechanics

Of my brain. Here my thoughts

Are carried away on

Post-it notes of their own

Until they’re pieced together

Like separate pieces of the same puzzle,

A bigger idea made from

Several smaller ones

Placed out for very few to read.

Give me a penny, if you wish,

But I guarantee

It’s more than what you bargained for. 

Lovely Lady

You may be beautiful,

But what more do you have?

With looks, but no money?

I’ll pay you for your worth.

 

Some coins for your teeth

Royal with their pearly crowns.

 

A dozen dollars for your hair

Locks of their own without being captured by keys.

 

I gave you freedom from your looks

In exchange for a human toy.

 

Yes, you’re a lovely lady, doll.

The Way We Talk

Words taking flight

On a trip, traveling up my throat

Flitting across my tongue

And playing at the tip

Where they brush past my lips

And escape.

But what happens

When there are no words?

A different form of communication

Evolves without trying.

Your lips on mine-

The pressure, lingering, intensity

All signs that show me

What you want, need, desire.

A secret code, no-

A secret passed

From one pair of lips to another

A conversation that lasts a lifetime.

This language is our own.

The End of Days

Raise your hand to the sky

With liquid as red as life

Pulsing in the shattered glass.

 

Make a toast to the Gods

To bring you serenity

As you sacrifice your soul for pleasure.

 

Say goodbye to your lover

As the knife pierces your skin

And the blood flows eternally

Until the end of days.