I know her by bittersweet, 
And she tastes like melancholy. 
My morsel of perplexing regrets.

Bathing in my own filth,
I feel the gravity of my own weight settle
As sins drain around me.
Leaving me wrinkled,
Dripping.
From the parts of me I'm unable to take.
Cleansed I am not.

3 years
chained to you.

2 months
I fly with him.

1st time
I find myself.

So it seems
Within the last 10 seconds
She's grew up.
The face of a woman
On a young girl.
Crows feet walk the rims of her eyes
Leaving delicate prints
Death of a child
Seems to be unnoted
At such a young age.

Bed ridden,
Cold,
And Barely breathing.

I await you to drift in,
Like turning leaves in autmun wind.
Chasing your shadow through the corners of my latency

Make me believe in fairies.

Dance me in violet haze 
twirl me with nymphs of woods everlasting  
let me prance my weaknesses down 
Through apath of serenities among orange speckled wild lilies 
Take me where I can breathe 
Besides these letters of make believe pages.

Drafts of smoke from old flames
Never cease to be stale
With embedded memories

I have yet to meet your face which makes it so strange that i already seen your eyes. 

I've seen your anatomy in constellations as i take my lonesome walks at night.

It is you that illuminates my way     As the crux moonlight shines the seas with my hope to greet you.

 I have yet to meet your tender lips but I know they hail from Venus.

Aphrodite has baptized every square inch of your flesh with her sweet nectar and filled you with ambrosia.

 me,
To salivate over the heavenly sweet honeys your heart is made of.

To sip the wines of body.

To quiver whilst the aromas of Spiced leaves and freshly cut wild roses travel down my throat to course your brilliance swirling through my veins.

How I wish to taste you

to merely taste you.

To taste your passions would satisfy and bind me with violet laces to the end of time.