New sun

The time is uncertain 

Wishing upon a time long gone,

I should have kissed you

Made love to you

Where words won’t say

Of an adoration

Of an open sea

Once violent, 

But now calm

With her gentle ripples 

To drift us into a new sun

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tears to the skies

​screams,

and hundred dollar bills

 

a squeaking bed

Working behind closed doors,

pleasures known to a faceless man

 

she suffocates in her tears

“I am happy or sad?”

she wonders

 

It feels so wrong,

but so right

Is this where I belong?

 

within a rush of a fading high,

and the agony of a broken heart

 

my waning spirit,

it drifts in this endless cosmos

as I watch its infinite stars,

burning out,

one at time,

 

to when I become devoured,

into its black hole

with my tears to the skies

 

 

Eden

A man seeks that he can never have
Like tearing through a sky far beyond, 
reaching with his hands, 
to hold firmly
divinely cast

A 70’s wagon
It’s lines of perfect beauty
Smooth like old wine 
And with it’s round wheels, 
he chokes it into a pleasure sound

A sunset is never far from the twilight
Within the radiance of her fading smile,
they shine bright
The infinite stars of a silent night,
in your eyes

And he is fallen for just one
A single star
The lines of your face with every detail,
He watches, in contemplation, 
Like a lion and it’s prey

Oh Yes! It’s prey! 
The dance of the fur on your back, 
a cool wind brushing,
and then, 
he makes his move

Calculating your steps, 
breathing to the beat of your heart,
leaping with his sharp paws,
he hits hard on your thighs, 
his razor teeth deep into your neck

Sudden, but tender 
A fast heart pounding to elusive passions
Young and raw
The woes of a forbidden play
Whispers to oneself,

It never feels great to be hurt 
And yet, this does
Happiness and naughtiness 
Drunk of the ecstasies
When did we want so much?

His long arms around my chest
The warmth of his skin on my bare back
And his deep voice, 
whispering into my ear, 
unto my soul

Innocence is stolen
When Adam takes the first bite,
and Eve never wonders, 
Of the forbidden love,
In Eden

Where they lived, 
happily ever after

Eden

A man seeks that he can never have
Like tearing through a sky far beyond,
reaching with his hands,
to hold firmly
a divinely cast

A 70’s wagon
It’s lines of perfect beauty
Smooth like old wine
And with it’s round wheels,
he chokes it into a pleasure sound

A sunset is never far from the twilight
Within the radiance of her fading smile,
they shine bright
The infinite stars of a silent night,
in your eyes

And he is fallen for just one
A single star
The lines of your face with every detail,
He watches, in contemplation,
Like a lion and it’s prey

Oh Yes! It’s prey!
The dance of the fur on your back,
a cool wind brushing,
and then,
he makes his move

Calculating your steps,
breathing to the beat of your heart,
leaping with his sharp paws,
he hits hard on your thighs,
his razor teeth deep into your neck

Sudden, but tender
A fast heart pounding to elusive passions
Young and raw
The woes of a forbidden play
Whispers to oneself,

It never feels great to be hurt
And yet, this does
Happiness and naughtiness
Drunk of the ecstasies
When did we want so much?

His long arms around my chest
The warmth of his skin on my bare back
And his deep voice,
whispering into my ear,
unto my soul

Innocence is stolen
When Adam takes the first bite,
and Eve never wonders,
Of the forbidden love,
In Eden

Where they lived,
happily ever after

Fair

If the universe won’t be true,
That dove won’t stay,
May be I wanted so much

My innocence won’t waiver
My needles of piercing pain
Through the young skin of my heart

Fairness is brutal
Purity is a joke
Welcome to the old ages

A man and his desires
maidens and wine
You will find him in the bath

The royal servants won’t say,
Of another courtesan to the walls
The Queen and her crown

Shall the opera begin,
This, a fair one,
She could last a while

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Thank you for reading!

I won’t be free

Guess I’ve been staring so long,
into that glass
My mind is lost, 
from blurs of a wasted night

The curves were smooth
and the sweat was alive
Conjuring in the dark
A sweet sound of a temptress

The mind baffles the heart
Or the heart deceits the mind
The heart aches and desires
The mind screams and hooks

A shaved skin,
rubbed in oil
A fusion of mint and roses
Feeling my lungs with her breath

Guess I won’t be free, 
from the charms of her wet lips,
and the sharp gaze of her naughty eye,
looking back, from my glass within

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