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Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
Can I open up to you, can I confide the secrets of my lips have yet to be spoken
To conjure the words that express the thoughts of my venomous and destructive capabilities
Within the ocean of confusion I was submerged
Within that void I swam to the surface however I only venture further into its depth
Slowly losing my sanity
Unable to draw breath
Why when I open my eyes there is nothing but the sterile darkness engulfing me
Why when I close my eyes I see the light
Where am I
Who am I
Self identity is constantly changing
For am I the same person from the first line, the first word, the first letter?
Lost within my labyrinth of my mind is a tragedy
However it is sweet pain I love dearly

Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
I can’t wait to have the masterpiece that you are in my arms; for me to feel your body cling to my own like flesh to bone
What subtle scent does a goddess like you possess; why does it feel like eternity to await the taste of your lips.
Hesitation is understandable because the addiction to what I am is unfathomable
However when I love the passion is sincere; that is why I say to you My Love just taste, but a drop of the venom I contain.
Let me heal your wounds, let me quench your desire like a hot coal to a burning flame.
Let me kiss not from your head to your toes, but also ground upon which you walk.
Let us make love until our lips no longer can lock, until your thighs recognise the heat of my body, until all you can do is lose yourself in my eyes and love me

Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
A constant collision of thoughts, desires, and morals constantly pang my mind
Thrown into a void of nothingness I embark the desolate silence trying to find the illusive end
My hiatus of emotion enables me to visualise the black and white of life's simplistic complexity and unending paradoxes of corruption and malice
Atmosphere of sin and temptation is a manifestation of my inner thoughts weary of its containment
Who is the voice in my head if I am the one listening, therefore I'm not my thoughts then who am I
Despair
There is no proof that I exist
How do I know my mind would not just fabricating a reality I do not reside in or even exist
What if I'm a part of the unborn generation destined to save the world
What if I am the individual destined to destroy it
What if time expands both ways and as we progress in a future another reality regresses deteriorating and the only medium to cross worlds are dreams and death.

Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
These red roses represent the passion in my eyes
The passion, that inferno like desire that burns within my very bone.
A woman so ethereal you are
A radiance so bright you emit
You are simply beyond my articulation.
I wonder what beautiful treasures your mind hold that I can explore.
How vast and encompassing your love is.
How your soul is one that can give a mortal a taste of Nirvana.

Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
Quick glances is all I get nowadays
One day you're there then the next you're gone without a trace
I walk the halls yearning to here symphonic voice
The pressure of these thoughts of teenage love haven't given me much of a choice
When people try to defame your name
My icy glare shows them what's my aim
A woman to which I show love and teaches me how to love
I wonder if when friendship is built will words still utter from my mouth.
Are you the one?

Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
I fell in love with the embodiment of temptation
Something so elegant but drew blood from my very palms
Her very touch made my bones tremor
The lips she possessed to either touch my skin or speak harmoniously to my soul would encompassed me in her aura
Her mind was to mine superior
She could manipulate my will to manifest her desire
Something so dangerous so unpredictable was someone I once loved because she was a enigma I couldn't solve
So let my lips numb every pain
And touch create every desire
Time tells all
So gaze into my eyes
Allow my soul to tell the beautiful tragedy
One known to man as love
Watch as my mind would toil on night upon no end
See every tear that stream down my from eyes
Because the very thought of your heart in pain is something I can not bear
I rather be pierced by a thousand arrows than to see a tear stream down your face
Your love is more precious to me than any gold or silver or thing that man can offer
For it was the sweetest thing I have ever known
You are ethereal because gorgeous is an understatement
The very ground you walk upon I worship
The very thing you desire I will find for you.
You are a beautiful flower I wish to grow and flourish
I'm sorry I couldn't protect you but I have always loved you and always will
No matter the cause or case
You will always be before me because you will always be for me
The stars envy your radiance
And the wind your grace
Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't worth it or feel worthless because there is no better prize a mortal can attain than your love


Kaze Poitier Jun 2018
Devotion of the heart
Enslavement of the soul
What love is uniquely crafted as ours
Though every night I am unable to physically touch you
My presence is ever evident
Your love is ever encompassing
I love you as a man art to love the creator
The greatest sin, one that caused the downfall of humanity itself
Yet it is a sin I take pleasure in committing
Do not pray for my soul as if it is lost for it has found home in your tender affection and loyalty to me; to us

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