A picture tells a thousand words
up close a real human face obscures,
Hides the truth of what is on the tip of its tongue.
Disapproval met by vibes in thrumb .
Pledged to one other
stand with an umbrella ready- for when in need of cover.
Sometimes dripping in regret is
the only way to salvage how we love and why we forget.
tempers threaded with dynamite.
Will of one -stubborn as a carnal idol fight.
sweet words passed along fingertips
pattern swirls over your lover’s body – a pulse – blood rush, skin on skin
not a touch that is fleeting.
Prolong the ecstasy. Uncode the quest in me.
Moths flutter to the nearst light of anxiety.
Love me – hate me – accept I am my gracioust deed.
Trust , how much I am in need.
Drive love away with a belligerent fiaxtion of desire.
arousal and connection fused to spark up the dopamine wire.
Explosions of division. Sweet kisses, bites to the neck -won’t go unhidden.
Pain is pleasure -without one the other can’t exsist,
One lover looks to the West
the other lover to the East.
dichtomy driven by a modern day beast.
Will we grow?
Will I become the mother who knows how to sew?
Sounds elementary, I know.
Cook from scratch.
Laugh at my attempts to create another botched up cookie batch?
sentiment is arousing.
stimulants keep the thought from dousing.
I never want to hurt you yet I hurt me and have no idea how to grasp a different intellect.
Too many have raided and pillaged me. Today I stand, remembered by one otherwise a forgotten derelict.