Consumption

My heart is a singular thing,
fortifying its purpose,
consuming all beneath the surface,
discovering if this life is more than just a fling.
No control in what this heart brings,
allowing all hurt between its seems,
great love or great fear,
no control – absorbing all into its fragile sphere.
I take your hurt and make it my own,
the curse of this heart I gladly invoke,
my heart – the bringer,
my mind – following its procedure,
my journey contorted into this sentimental creature

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More Than a Kiss

A kiss is more than a touch of the lips,
it flows through the body and hovers around the hips,
grab her eyes with the gentlest of stares,
as you cup her head – with your fingers tangled in her hair.
We close our gaze,
the image of her remains and stays,
she – the penetrating force that pierces my vision,
a meeting of the minds coupled by a head on collision.
All reality falling from view,
this is the ecstasy her lips have induced,
our bodies lost – fallen from time,
her kiss lay the foundation of everything sublime

From The Ashes

Mist gathers and is mystically displaced…
amongst trees refusing to be cut down and erased,
moving as silently as the devil,
drowning all in its path – building its hell on an earthly level.
All around me it consumes,
choking with poisonous fumes,
to my knees I fall – accepting this doom,
I burn to ash but in surprise – like a phoenix – new I bloom.
Read between the lines…
and you will find…
the strength inclined…
turning failures into success – in time

Focus

Who is the person from long ago,
full of optimism and ready to grow,
naive to the world and the meaning of hopeless,
unaware of the importance in sharpening one’s focus.
Without such – life becomes distorted and muffled,
becoming just another card lost to the shuffle,
degrees of sacrifice must be undertaken,
joining reality with the identity you’ve awakened.
Now raise the sails,
fight the rising tides,
this is your life,
map the course only you can find

Wilted

Over the horizon,
I see the life I hope to come alive in,
if it truly gets darkest before dawn,
what transformation will I have undergone?
Plucking a flower to admire its beauty,
it stuns then dies as its destined duty,
leave it where it may and it’ll live until gray,
selfish to assume that with you it must stay.
The latter occurred that led you withered from view,
sobbing as you left my front door,
you said with tears – I thought you ignored,
I loved you, too

Lust IN One

Give into lust,
if you must,
revel in its consuming sensation,
but be careful,
it runs the risk of turning into disgust.
Roaming from one to an another,
it’s semi-romantic,
but it may leave you feeling frantic.
To love one embodies perfection,
varying from your common place seduction,
tie her up – she reciprocates for fun,
and when we’re all done she refuses to run

Dial Tone

Listen on the rain,
last words you said to me,
this before you led me to decay.
Tears stream down my face,
you hung up – leaving me in disgrace,
daunting final words dwell in deafening ears,
your voice left me swallowed in all my fears.
Broken pieces of my heart,
left in shambles without my counterpart,
she was the one keeping me together,
now without her I’ve lost – my reason – my treasure