GoldlustIt's more than a wantit's a need.The way you cravethe lust on your chestheavy with aphrodisiaand amber dew.Seems a small price to payfor this temptationeach coupling stainingthe thread barefabric of youralready withering soul.It's easy to seeyou couldn't care lesshow he deals with the knowledgethat you'd do anything at allto posses the sun.
LillithShe'll tempt you with wordssweet and crisplike the wine that teasedand drugged yousleepy.She'll try to convince youit's only moonlight in her veinsand that curious sensationhas nothing to do with yourinnocence.And all the while you're wrappedin a world she created,never noticing how shehides your soulbehind the glint in her eyesas you gaze captivatedinto the face of sin.
Writer's BlockForgive meif I donttickle your fancywith a lyricor two.I seem to havemisplaced myenvelopes of anecdotes& the bedtime storyjust isnt feelingup to par.You seemy memoriesrely on thatfaulty camera in my mind& the lens is fogged withchampagne dreamsmaking it quite the struggleto impart my witticisms.Not to mention thatI simply dont care.
DistantDid you regret iteach and every timeyou opened you mouthand laid on thickthe fire-cozy reassurancesof your affection? You never once looked me in the eye when you said it.I should have knowneach time youprofessed yourlovethan you were onlystrengtheningthefoundationfor that brick wallyou were so insistenton having around you.Its all so clear nowhow my optimismstrained to seeover the stones while mynaiveteprovided the mortar between them.Of courseHindsight is alwaystwenty-twenty.
ObservationI like tolay in theafterglowof your love& watch thewayyoumove&& I wonder if you'reawareof how I'm counting.each. .little. .thing.that you do& the waythey make me smilelikeChristmas morning.
WantShe lovedthe way his handsmoved likesunsetshadows over her skinand the sweet musicof his breath drewachingpatterns on thecanvas of herdesirebringing taut satin nervesinto therude awakening ofpassion.
BikiniIts a perfectly clear day and yet |thickchokingfogclosesmythroat|that suffocating anxiety which plagues us allat one time or anotherstillI take the riskSoft cotton glides over my skin tingling caressingeach nerve ending.The cloth slides away and my ears pick up asudden intake of breath.From behind my shades my eyes flickerGaging reactionsDisecting the quirk in their lipsThe gleam in their eyes and I feelexposed.And as the sun beats down upon my skinI realise. I am beautiful.
TemptingWhen Im driving at nightand the music stops just long enoughfor me to hear theheartbeat|in between breath and coherent thought|a curious thoughtslides through my lipsto be savored with caution.If I just keep driving,where will I see the dawn?
DenialShe'll swear UP down and diagonalthe love that used to close her throatandblind her to all others isg o n e .It eloped with herstarry-eyed innocencewhen the tide washed awayall the promises he wrotein thes a n dAcceptance is not an optioneven though hischarming deceitstill |chokes| her reasonand thatpuppetmasters grinslides like v e l v e t over her skin. (Because you and I both know involuntary reactions rarely go a
Our WorldTonight we shall awakeAnd we'll feel better;While scars dictate out a eulogyBefore icicle stars drip a lakeOf blood and ink.And our life is scribedAnd our destiny transcribedUpon ozone highways ofA time swept letter.Tonight we shall smileAnd we'll be fine;While bones taunt us in penuryOut of sync to heart's design:Never will we blink.And our strife is mystifiedAnd our history pacifiedTowards x-ray epitaphs onA lunar forged shrine.Tonight we shall glowAnd we'll fly high;As souls sing forth in melodyTo harp string's of an angel's sigh,But joy fades in a wink.And we're aliveThere's nothing we can't surviveAnd we're a mysteryTo bandaged eyes living misery.So let's set things right!Let's burn out tonight!Set the world alightWith the unity of our cries,Never to let the flames burn lowNor to allow our nightmaresPermission to fester and grow.So let's set things right!Tonight we shall awakeAnd even if it kills us;The world. Our world.Will be alright.
Blink.there's a futureI don't wantto plan,apast I don'twant to let go,and a present fullof love,of distance intimacyI hold closest,and peoplewho knowmy storybecause it runsso deeply with their own.and in the balanceof all of thisis where my story sitsblinking cursor-
Send HelpI'm stuck in the middleOf this never endingBody of waterExpecting someoneTo throw me a life jacketBut all they're doingIs throwing me anchors
The Word RoseAnd from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Notebook petals, blooming in the bloodOf scarlet love,Dripping sweet melodies from high aboveShowering us in an embracing flood.It was a single word roseAnd upon it was written your heartIn the form of a hundred rhymesPlaying out your song,Your beautiful songAnd nothing could let it fall apart.And from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Poetic thorns, glaring through the galeOf obsidian disgust,Sneering dark voices of our innocent lustWhispering to us of that word rose pale.It was a single word roseAnd within it was hidden my heartIn the form of a thousand crimesWeeping all my sins,All my blackest sinsBut no one ever saw me fall apart.And from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Word rose, oh where are you?Word rose, ah shining in the blue,You hide my secrets andCover yourself in her heart.Wor
Late nightAll alone in my roomSurrounded by darknessThe clock keeps tickingTime doesn't stopAnd there I layMy mind wanderingWhile I waitFor another day to come
AwakeInsomnia rends the night skywith dreamsof daybreak
VulnerableWhenthe night sky shedsit's cover to air outstars by thet h o u s a n d sI can't help butfearthat I amlostin spacedisoriented &&out-of-controlas the world moves onwithout me.
as the world moves onwithout me.