© Adam and Dawn

If Eve was Adams woman
who was Dawn????

Dawn was deeply Dark and Seductive
with the Stars in her Skin

Though Dawn was no prostitute she was a lady of the Night
her Soul kissed the edges of every ocean when the sun would fade into her Heart

she Creeps in like a Silky Summer Night
she Wears the glare of the Moon as her negliche

Dawn had this special nocturnal air to her
and at times
she looked like the backdrop of the galaxy's Dreams
Dripping Seduction between the lips of a Moist Eclipse
Throbbing till she squirts a Meteor shower
Wetting the lips of the whole in the Ozone
Licking the Equinox till the Earth tilts Hard

The Mustard moon licks the curve of her Lunar Elipse Lips

The World Eats when Dawn Comes

Eve felt like just a left over piece of Rib

Eve knew Dawn was on the way -Again
so she Poisoned the fate of the World
not wanting to loose her man to the Inevitable


R-vin H. {Ink} ©2001

© Man has/Is Written

Its hard to believe any story man has written or writes..
Told or telling....

Its easy to believe the measures man takes to manipulate the warped brain, a people under fear because of examples set when you attempt to be a revolutionary

When you live under a police state you have no freedom nor democracy

There's an allegiance that Exist against the People

Against the Progressive Free Minds that refuse to be Instituted

I believe in nothing man has written and nothing He speaks Conscious or Subliminal...

I Relate to None

Its Easy for you to be Convince by what's written
When I have the Power/Resources/Control to execute what has been written

Its hard to believe any story man has written or writes.. Told or telling....

R-vin H. {Ink} ©2010

© A Dreams Crest

Didn't I give you the Confidence
You never knew you Needed

Didn't my soul patch
the scar-tissue your love Bleeded

Wasn't I the silent Relief
when the sound of your sex had an Abstinent Acoustic

Wasn't I the purpose Acquired
When your building belief in life became an Absent Blue-Print

Didn't I
Give youa Chalk... a Diamond couldn't Coal

I came in You
like Siamese Seeds.... Gave you twice the life you Dreamed

You were lost in your own Breed
gave you nights where Moons Bleed

Your Heart knocked on my Chest for Opportunity

I Gave it Hope - On a Dreams Crest
And
left it Blessed on Eternity's Scope


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2001

© Science of Religion

Never lost my mind in a passion - before
My mind has never lost a sense in your Scent
Time has never sought our clever Eternity

I am the Paper

you purchase plain
Your Air is the Ink in a cursive Stain

I believe in U

like a Churches Reign - over man
The orthless rain over sand

my Sound is lost in your Silence
crossed in your Violence
My Nouns

the one-handed ambidextrous weighting for anorexia
my image refluxed in her replica
consecular sectioner

The Arrow of Seduction...shoots from her Para-dice
My blindness has never seen such Captivation - paralyzing blindness to sight
Manipulating Innovisions swetter than the wine is to white in a precise climate

The Priceless orchestration of her Art is stationed in Christ
She dis a pear and every piece of my heart felt like debris that decorate disaster sights
Sacrifice Sapphire Ice

Of denied aim shame was pride on relied Pain

I want her Stronger than belief in a Promise

I need her Deeper than Trust in Expectation

I want her Life like Cancer in the Heart

I Pictured my Religions Naegatives in her polaroid pastures of soiar soil

My World is yours as God gave Adam

You gave sin - as Eve gave Adam

Liek a Tongue she slaves to my Words

R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2001

© Air And Light

I'll live for my second Life
While i die for my First
There's a glitch in heavens Light
I'm an eclipse in my Hurse

But i can fight tragedy
I am a single Ray
in my simple Mind
I'm a bilingual Mime

I was her Umbilical
She was my still Born
I forgot to feed her Soul
And my spirit still Morns

It feels like a waste of a Womb
my wound needs a Grace

Hope is my Heart
Caught in your Smoke

R-Vin H {Ink} ©2001

© 1 between 1

Our connection is the Depth of Language and word
A relationship sharper than Language and Tongue
and Misunderstood

I touch her where a sense of feel isn't Common
to Release the gates for her Grafenberg to drown In
Take her Body out of Person lost of Place to a Thing
...you couldn't put a noun In

I Smoke her body out
Like Its a gateway to Passion
Till her Complexion can't handle her skin
A struggle that makes the Conjoined Embrya strangle its twin

No Eclipse can bring this Exstacy to a Dim

We Bridge Like Every Moment ...between Birth and Death and Sin

like they're no Churches and only Virgins Left When I Holder...
Hold Her the Aim is to give her Orgasms till Her Clitoris is bi-polar
.....Generating Solar Energy


R-Vin H {Ink} ©2007

© Relative 2 None

A Letter Against the soul

Your Ego pours Envy Cement on my coal
It's why the City Concrete glitters
I Search the edge of the Earth for a Prescription to the Galaxy
to Fix its Retardation of Stardom
Speech is Knowledge
So beer my Tongue if my Speech is Wiser
Than the Ave-Rage of the Riots on Utica in Crownhieghts

A blister in the Lip of Freedom of Speech
Salted by democracy's Alcoholics

It's the Paul barer of Birth
If I deliver what I keep in the back of my Mind
to your Forehead
Could your Brainwaves handle the message that couldn't be bottled-in or Recycled-out

It's DNA forgeting its Root
A Child is born Relative to None - yet non-Religious
Indigenous to the Calm of the Ocean Floor

Whispers in the Soil from a Silent Root that Breeds a Bark

the Wind Dances against the soul of a Dream of A Sudanese Child

So Scared pain can not transfer tears to the side lid of the Eye
of Broken Vision

So naked to the Eye they became See-men
with Portraits that face the course of Age

You Speak as if I were your First Word
A thirst is Heard by the Wolf - deaf to the Shep
I am a Child Birth
The Distance between the first Second created by Man
and the last Hour of the Messiahs Time
So Watch the Wrist I take to Predict Time

Relative 2 None

R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2007