Kiss me where it hurts,
taste the indefinite, there
is something beautiful
in the moments that will
fade without warning.

I've been missing the part
of you that craves only me,
I'm a finely wrapped gift on
your door  — unravel me,
unravel me, I'll buy you more.

You desire the mystery,
feeding the elusive hand
that beckons you — there
are layers to my story but
you only skim the surface.

My ego is a divine thing,
you dress it well, embellish
it with swift strokes, and
pause with fascination.

There are a million ways
to tell me I look good in red
— but I like your way best.

she shows me her fist
the *******
but i don't see a thing
she shows me her belly
her soft lips in my neck
but i don't feel a thing
she says i love you..
do something for me?
but i don't hear a thing

she reaches out her hand
might be a last goodbye
but besides all apps
i can not touch something
and nothing can touch me
neither love nor life

becoming the machine
an immortal thing
saying
i admire
the machine

sits in darkness
sweating a bloodbath
teardrops from my eager eyes
can't control the universe
in a world unknown
my broken body
cares
swims in black lakes
searches for the shore
tiresome
there are fireflies
between a billion lies
sparkle upon the water
call them, call them
but say nothing more
there are secrets between
these hydrogen atoms
hidden, very well

I know darling, I gave you an ocean of words
when all you needed were a few drops of rain.