I love it flabby arms wrinkly skin stretchy marks magical characteristics wonderful years awesome lives from here to there to be or not to be without question we're still standing my lover my friend.
She had angry eyes her red head consumed you like tongues of fire her mouth reved like Godzilla's on the rampage made me wonder if "SOMEONE" might have told her she's beautiful.
Beachwood I thought my legs aching as I sat down looking toward the waves my heart floating yearning gently stroking my legs as if touching her soul Driftwood I thought .
Here nothing is sacred or silence since they shoved us in this hole to work out our own violence Nothing is in vain it is the willingness to change we bleed from the mouth soil from our bladders **** on each other killed or mamed still nothing stays the same if you are willing to talk and use your mind stand together to effect that change
They were words cut in places some speak of the shallows mostly deep very dark she turned a corner uncharacteristically away from the gallows say the HELPER!!! thankfully not the Coroner.
Another kiss on the cheek like a bus it hit me there is a first time and a last time for everything blood lips after skin with newfangled revenge from the age of once to heaven in a space where winter gathers momentum a man such as I seeks a clean slate for your kissered-become are colder than pain at a point far beyond zero my heart must melt the blizzard as my Love for you muster upward counting the years your tears my rain. Then heaven I shall enter albeit waiting on you are solely in vain.
I know the distance between us are ivory tip into an ebony bone still my blood boils over red as my heart, tunnelling through the night seeking the soul who ignited the light.
GOOD TEACHERS ARE DEDICATED . Elephants either die young or grow old . THE DESERTED CALF ARE ABSENT MINDED . Predators prepare a feast Vultures approve the DESERT .
Do not feel lonely or sad those tumultuous tides are over like a boulder the waves slammed our shoulders a rock with a heart planted on A shore made for two
EMBRACE MY DEAREST
these older ageless sun sets vesting in twilights keep appreciate the sands of time where living is Love life is hope a future of glory the glory that belongs to God.
We CAN talk the talk and walk the walk side by side across the vastness of water on Earth reaching out holding hands it's really like walking on water above supercool sand CAN you see it now Do you understand.