Envisioning that fruitful destination
Syncing her beats to each seconds
Yearning for a scented authority’s presence
Losing herself into a euphoric voltage
Pandemonium of such motives
Were always there..Always will be
She knows them. She longs for them
Every single time. Every single night
Surreal substances start to charge up
Making such explosions ready
Playing with an amorous fire, already
Expanding. Flaring. Urging. Settling
Surreal shade transforms
Into a crashing truculence
Calling that raw paradise of an ecstasy’s cage
Spreading between such lusciousness
Contemplating that dash of her lustrous rage
Shushing herself, oh so quietly
She awaits..

Surreal attraction and a maddening obsession
Unfolding that mixture along with penalties
Toxic environment of love and passion
Bringing an unwarranted pragmatism
Signature of that merited guilt, sparks
Protecting her realistic breaths
Escaping from her wined ones
Her last plea to keep us alive, eternally
I looked into her eyes, longingly
An only urge of reaching the surface..

Unknown tracing of my caresses
On an absent sense of her lips
It sure has happened, my lover
A raw sort of death, I think
A severe need of a refresh
Unable to touch her flesh
Reality's trap surrounding slowly
Carbonated silences spreading
As our souls erode
No particles of peace
Demise of a quaint immortality..

We're going under, ultimately
From crimson to carmine, circulating
Hearts are bleeding colors, profusely
Only for you..
Only for me..
Maybe with a perchance
In a distant future
They’ll delve us up
Only to find
Our spirits yet intertwined..