I sit tonight, in wake of truth
My tears are shed in abundance of you
They fall, heavily, to meet with blank pages
Then, sizzle at the fibres of potential passion...touching with the core
of sodden spirits
Often encompassed by mistaken love
staggering at false appraisal...whimpering at linings of "gold" after the melt of "silver"...
kissing hands of mortal deceit...sharing meals with, genuinely, favored twins of
medieval war
Blending sentiments of affection under sheets of sweat...sweet...sweat
I lay in wait, in light of truth
hoping, someday ,to meet with you
To devour your ways..."fingle" with the depth of your eager adrenaline...taste the sensuous secret of literary lips and be washed into the sea, just, to quiver at the sight and sound of my rescue..inevitable
I rest in wait, in light of truth
to stay with you...ramp in the hay with you...sing "hooray!"
vulnerable and defensive,
favoured and offensive
Not on purpose but to rekindle, refine,inflame and ensue
the sweetness of wild grapes...ride on the trannels of sour chocolate??...dive in the legacy determined for heterosexual fancies...fantasies..
To love without thought of drowning dreams...dwindling hope... and suppressing Seeds of Light
To love and to inhale fumes of "crystal meth."...disturb the dirt of saints...
and NOT be afraid of death.
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My tongue runs across the down texture of your flesh and feels its tepid warmth.The hunger grows as my desire is fed by your scent and the image of you lying naked and prostrate before me. Your big round breasts lie there like dark sunny-side-up eggs. Your nipples pout up like little hills seeking to feel the caress of the warm winds of my breath swirling down upon them...
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