I am at the riff
You could call it a cusp
But the things I know
Are not enough
I seek and see and in-between
Yet everything is nothing yet seen
You see me for those things
But I am nothing foreseen
Because we are just going to see
Infinity is driving the disease
Am I you, or you I
And a question always why
So on a swirling darvish
Of our cosmos
We seek the best
We seek the most
Only to find blinding light
And then darkness at the post
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 11:59 AM UTC
Upon the bed you stare
In black lace and splendid grace
Boudoir takes within your glare
Eloquence is rapped around your skin
Showing your beauty that radiates also within
Eyes of hazel and so full of fascination
Purple hues surrounding your elegance
Showing your heart with a flash of skin indeed
Staring up and looking quite definitely devious
As you work you enchantment in black lace
With so much amazing grace
Stunning the witnesses on first take
You smile and say it's only the way
As you stretch out and work your magic
In black lace
Sep 6, 2020
Sep 6, 2020 at 11:34 PM UTC
Woke from a dream
Where I was me
And you were you
But so deferent then usual
As we stared into the stars
And they weren't there
I questioned the future
And you just stared
Your known was there
On fire and below
I ask you why
As you smile with your trial
I wrap my arms around you
You seem constantly there
While I question my existence
All I ever will know is unknown
Sep 6, 2020
Sep 6, 2020 at 2:33 PM UTC