(L)ick my muse
(E)at it all
(T)ry not to let a drop fall
(S)uck my juice, **** it all

(M)oan and scream
(I)t's all i need
(S)ubmissive is what you'll be
(B)e patient your time will come
(E)rotic games are to be done
(H)ardcore is my only way
(A)fter that it's your turn to play
(V)iolently, softly? it's up to you
(E)nding the night exploding on you

Words Of Harfouchism

It's as if I can feel every cell of my being illuminating.
Everything my fingers touch is electrifying.
My face aches from the corners of my lips relentlessly kissing the lobes of my ears.
Every word spilling from mouth is as dire as the need for air in my lungs.
My body is restless and weightless.
There is no euphoria I can't reach.
No amount of ecstasy I can't handle.
Complete bliss, if only for the moment.
Just as quickly as this paradise was built, even faster it disintegrates.

Today:
My heads a little cloudy.
Don't think it will rain though.

Strange voices sing among the planets which
  Move on for ever; in the old sea's foam
  There is a prophecy; in Heaven's blue dome
Great beacon fires are lighted; black as pitch
Is night, and yet star jewels make it rich;
  And if the moon lights up her cloudy home
  The darkness flees, and forth strange gleamings roam
Lighting up hill and vale and mound and ditch,
Earth is full of all questions that all ask;
  And she alone of heavy silence full
Answereth not: what is it severeth
Us from the spirits that we would be with?
  Or is it that our fleshly ear is dull,
And our own shadow hides light with a mask?

You had me at "Goodbye",
For it was then that I knew
I'd never find someone like you again.
Your reckless nature,
your careless soul,
unbridled spirit
It drove me crazy.
I could hardly stand a moment when you were near
and when you were around
I wanted so badly for you to be gone.
What I hated the most about you,
is that it was the reckless nature,
it was
the careless soul,
and
the unbridled spirit
that sent me repeatedly head over heels for you.
Love doesn't exist, don't get me wrong.
But what you made me feel,
lived up to the legend of love.
So,
Gone are the days
Gone is the reckless nature,
gone is the careless soul
and gone is the unbridled spirit.

You had me at "Goodbye".

Never have I ever

seen an adult with scars as bad as mine

maybe

people like me just never make is that far

I no longer know
whether to drown myself
in heartbreak
in cheap liquor
or in the bath tub.