There’s an emerging synchronicity
Kept in parallel worlds inside of us.
It seizes the perfect moment
To appear endlessly
In multi dimensional universes
To complement the actions
Of the entire human race.
One object can never be
In two places at the same time
They say,
But that statement confuses them.
It’s amazingly curious how come
We never consider
Even the rarest possibility
In the lapse of our short lives.
Our minds seek and explore,
Look through time and space.
Imagining is quite easy at the end
When we perfectly know
Exactly where to search

There’s a sweet flooding
Of mixed energies
Climbing up her back
When your tacky fingers
Decorate her collarbone
With stardust
And sprinkle honey
Across the skin.

A few shivers
Run beneath her spine.

Some shy whimpers
Escape her mouth.

She’s got mellow skin
Ripe meaty lips
Beyond our imagination
Or perception

I just pretend too much...
I’ve never felt proud of who I am
This undeniable fact is haunting me
And sooner or later it will take me to the grave
Instead of joy I feel pain
Surely one day, these feelings will force me to fade
Among the dead my heart remains
The sins of my life will take revenge
This amount of contempt will be spread
Because my love is poisonous
It’s a hammer destroying the walls
An arrow straight to your head
What could I possibly say?
I’m so lost in this infinite way