Like a sweet tooth,
I ache to satisfy the
burning longing
to have a taste of you.

I crave your inviting eyes
that explored my
chocolate sprinkled skin,
and the wandering hands
that they belonged to.

I thirst to lick your sugared lips,
covered with fine, powdered
evidence of jelly-filled
baked confectionery.

I indulge in the attention
that you surround me in,
and like a candy covering,
your sweet embrace
empowers my
strawberry taste.

I graze the sweetness
of your mouth with the
tip of my tongue and swallow,
feeling your sweetness
spread over my taste buds,
sending me on a sugar high
that pumped me with
delicious satisfaction
until I crackle
like the opening
of a soda can.

♡♡♡


"TEACHINGS ADVISE AGAINST FORMING ATTACHMENTS."
To avoid it as much as possible;
Nothing or no one is guaranteed to last forever.
One must avoid materialistic ambition and luxurious desires,
Blink and rub away their hungry, dollar sign eyes.
Greed and longing for possessions that are often obtained
To impress people that do not even care about you
For one could never place a numerical value
On the breathtaking

                                              wonde­r

                                              that

                                              is

                                              you.
  

♡♡♡


"ATTACHMENT TO PEOPLE LEADS TO DISAPPOINTMENT."
One cannot rely on another for happiness;
For people may leave you, abandon you, hurt you.
You cannot ever truly know someone's thoughts and feelings;
Whether their ill intentions and snake eyes are hidden well
Behind pearly whites and cold, empty embraces.  
Those who you would gladly endure hardships for,
Bleed, cry, sweat, fight, suffer for,
Could abandon or betray you whenever they choose;
Thus, ultimately

                                              leaving­

                                              you

            ­                                  truly

                                              empty.


♡♡♡


"Y­OU SHOULD FIND HAPPINESS WITHIN YOURSELF."
For you will always be there for you;
A simple guarantee that is overlooked and forgotten
As one's perspective shifts from minimalism to materialism.
Love the way you capture thoughts and ideas,
   The way you intertwine two differing sides of your brain with ease
   Intelligence, creativity, peculiarity and individuality is exercised
   In the imagination of your bewildering, complex mind.
Love the way your physical body safeguards your untamable spirit,
   The way it coats the essence of your being in a protective shell
   Like the undying tenderness each speck of stardust
   Has for the immensely astonishing galaxy that it composes.
Love the way you are able to feel raw, passionate love
   That ****** and tugs at your delicate heart strings
   And gallops down each vertebrae of your spine
   In a jolt so vigorous that your mind, body, and spirit
   Unite to form an explosive feeling that can only be experienced
   When you watch her jaw drop in awe at the beauty that is

                                              within

                                              a

                                              fiery

          ­                                    sunrise.


♡♡♡


I SUBMERGE IN THE INTRICATE BEAUTY THAT SURROUNDS ME.
I become deeply infatuated, captivated, inspired
At the mesmerizing magnificence that constructs a single being.
It may just simply be my tendency to pay attention to detail
As a perfectionist's mind can appreciate small things
Oftentimes timidly, quietly, and from afar,
But nonetheless immensely deep and passionately
To the point where I cannot find words for such beauty;
The most I can do is curl the corners of my mouth upwards
And allow an exhilarated sigh to

                                              escape

                                              my

                                              parted

         ­                                     lips.


♡♡♡


I WANT TO CONTINUE LOVING, UNDERSTANDING, AND CONNECTING.
Hopes, dreams, fears, thoughts, personalities, quirks, mannerisms;
Every single aspect of a being who I am blessed to exist with
Sparks a curiosity in me that is unmovable and insatiable.
It gently takes my hand and journeys me through an alluring dance
Of exploration, adoration, and understanding
Spinning and swaying to music that reverberated in our unified souls,
Who's tune and melody sparked and crackled
Magma and fire in our core,
Who's beat and rhythm soothed and eased
Streams of water through our veins
Until we

                                              collapsed

                                              in

                                              the

                                              most

                                              beautiful

                                              way.


♡♡♡


I have never felt so free,

So happy,

So alive.

Rub your sleepy eyes ---
   Hues that pushed their way through gritty snow
   Reminding her that spring was coming back again
--- Blinded by sugary light.

Blink away the phosphene ---
   That blurred orbs of kelp on the shore
   Freckled with splinters of driftwood in a bonfire
--- Until you see her.

Reach out your arms ---
   Sore from the bed space you gladly surrendered
   Dangle an arm over her draped, silken body
   The surface of her pristine white, form-fitting
   Nightgown that pooled around her like liquid silk
   Caressing her skin like a cool autumn breeze
--- Hold your precious girl.

It's true that she ---
   Snored when she was exhausted, especially after dancing
   Her parted lips hushed sounds of deep slumber
   A noise ever so pure, graceful, and mellifluous
   In her dream, she steps into a field
   Of beautiful flora that accentuated her azure eyes
   Captivating the untouched, dark corners of your heart
   And licked them until sparks crackled with adoration
   This curious wanderer that chased butterflies and prose
--- Never knew your worth.

You'd never find the beauty in the smell of the rain
The cool breeze that flows by when your skin is rosy and sunburnt
The intricate details of a wet drop on a cigarette
From the tears of mourning and saddened green hues

You will never understand why she prefers to run outside in bare feet
Feeling each leafy blade of grass against the soles of her surface
The way the sugary ray of sun hits the spots of her form that exentuate her soft lips
Or bouncy curls of individual strands of red hair

You don't understand why you feel she is happier than you would ever be
She's sees the beauty in everything
Including you

A woman with curves is still a woman with words
You can ignore the fact that there are fragile cobwebs of veins and capillaries keeping her heart pumping
Pumping so fast just for you
She is not just a pretty face with a tiny waist
Smooth thighs and plump lips
She holds a good head on her pale shoulders
Although her gorgeous brown hues are distracting
You cannot forget that she is beautiful
Not externally, but her knowledge, traits, hobbies
Things that she is passionate about creates a glimmer in her eyes
That you would never see while staring down her shirt
She knows you are bad for her, but reminding you of her favorite books, philosophers, and art keeps her there
The traits you know about her don't seem to matter
When her delicate fingers trace down your spine
She is trying to recreate the feeling she gets when you look at her
The way her lips curl in a smile at the sight of you
Is ignored by your eyes wandering to the roundly shape of her body
You will never love her like she deserves

"The last time I missed him was when I had just come inside from smoking a cigarette
Cold shivers racing down my spine and spreading across my skin like a thin sheet of lacy ice
Covering every inch of my pale, freckled surface
The cold licked under my clothes and made my teeth chatter

He would grab my Popsicle-temperatured fingertips and hold them in his magma hands
The exchange of touch warming the blood in my veins
Capillaries dilate, and my heart swells
He holds me in his arms while rocking me side to side
Kissing my forehead, warming every unsettling physical feeling
Holding a candle to my heart
My core is on fire.

That happens every night before I sleep
And unlike you, I don't have someone to curl up next to the bed at night when I'm cold
So yes,
I am turning up the temperature, *****."

We sat down, watching the sunset with an unwavering gaze
The brilliant oranges, crisp yellows, and hot reds filling the heavens
The fiery orb was slowly dipping below the horizon
My heart fluttered at the epitome of perfection

I feel his rough hand touch my thigh
It slowly traces its way up my pale surface
He ***** my cold neck aggressively
Radiating pain and warmth jolts glistens down my spine
Unwanted thoughts begin to cloud my mind

Does he see the beauty that surrounds him, or just me?
Am I standing in the way of what is astonishing and amazing?
Do I disturbe the universe and its brilliance?

His lips reach for mine
I can feel the burning sting of his galaxy-hued love bite

He does not see the beauty I see