You are unsympathetic.
I am so apologetic.
I miss your entire presence.
Can we be synergetic?

I love the way you hate me.
In your arms I breath in safety.
Is there room for me to stay, please?
You seem so empty lately.

Tell me so many lies.
Everybody cries.
Fiery passion burns out.
Everybody dies.

There is a strange magic.
It circles the head.
Entrances the user before falling to bed.
A grimoir of magic, which feeds a black ***.
Perfection in a cauldron.
It's full of hubble bubble.
Feeds the *** with a potion.
Learned potions.
Touch it,
It sparks.
It's alive.
*** has a marvellous aura.
Satanic or fairy white.
A *** full of magic.
Hell it's hot.
(c) Livvi

Adored from a distance.
Sent only by the snail mail.
Written on pink scented paper.
Edges painted gold.
Being an aged teenager.
With S.W.A.L.K writ upon the back.
Maybe T.O.Y perhaps.
A kiss, a sealer of friendship and bonds.
Fresh green fronds of lucid ferns.
Love letters,
Love kisses.
Can never get enough of them, kisses that is.
Got any spare.
Let's share.
(c) Livvi

She is always there to listen,
with out a sound she calms my inner inhibition
she doesn't wear makeup or **** clothes
just speaks the truth, even when nobody else knows

We have laughed, we have cried,
she has never left my back or my side,
thinking back I've known her my whole life
but its like meeting her for the first time with every thought I recite

I paint pictures with my love
sometimes abstract, sometimes clear
I always wonder will we last forever
she says I will but I cant without you, my dear

my love affair,
to these words that help me share my thoughts

Breaking apart at the ****** of a knife.
The knife strikes, it crumbles.
Freedom being chipped away at snail's pace.
Weeks of abscence have weakened the reserve of the fervent heart.
Slower,slower, still slower.
Thinking became insipid today.
Wishy- washy daydreams,
Now a bat, in the caves of twilight.
Hiding.
Waiting to emerge from boredom's darkness.
Into the days of emeralds and opals.
Gilded edges,golden sky.
Nouveau riche November.
(c) Livvi

Prudence tumbled out of bed, straight into a dream.
The grass, so tall it was brushing her ears.
Verdant dancing through the scene.
Imagine it.
Her hay fever troubled her, 'twas mighty obscene.
A king sized snake went slithering by.
She  saw him.
Frightened stiff.
Was petrified.
She closed her eyes.
Dive bombed by a bumblebee.
Panic set in before her peepers.
Just on a pollen hunt.
Jeepers' creepers.
Sat down between the massive blades.
Heads in hands.
Really scared.
Panic burned.
Snatched her breath.
Tears of panic gushed down her cheeks.
Heard a noise.
A mighty roar.
Her daughter beating on the door.
"Mummy mummy,
you alright?"
Heard you crying  overnight.
Door clicked open,
Still her nose dripped.
And her eyes, still itched like hell.
(C) Livvi

The riot of 14 years.
Years of broken tears.
They're rolling by.
Carrying no moss.
Screeches can you hear me.
Wants you not to  listen obviously.
She's growing.
Child to woman.
Security, must guard, at a distance.
Let the adult baby breathe.
Be there.
Be close.

The hormones flew.
A wild child
Beautiful.
A treasure.
Her heart was blue.
She was cold.
Exuberance of petty youth.
Her only fire was innocent ice.
(c) Livvi