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 Feb 2014 alasia
Vivian
another night with you consumed in my thoughts

I never really thought I could feel this way
and I'm somehow unashamed
of my want of you
of my craving

to think,
at home,
there's the sweetest of any man-
waiting for me?
I'm boggled
blown away

I want to grasp your hair
soft, pleasant, lovely
I want your hands on me
strong, skilled, hungrily

you just know how to woo me-
I'm getting breathless right now,
writing this
just thinking about your leg touching mine
and then my hand on your cheek
then my lips on your lips
and my pelvis on your thigh

oh god you make me
want to scream

your sly
sweet
eyes look me over
pleasantly
without greed
and I know
you want me
as much as I
want you

I hate PDA,
but I would kiss you anywhere
 Feb 2014 alasia
Vivian
Can you kiss me again?
please
You're so "me"
it kills me

Can I just lay on your bed?
please
listen to you play
with my eyes closed

Can we simply breath together?
please
I know you're "you"
and that comforts me

For ****'s sake
**** straight
just please
Can you kiss me-
again?
i'm too sappy i'm soooorrrry
 Feb 2014 alasia
Mike Hauser
We will tell you what to paint
What canvas portrays the truth
How many strokes your brush must take
From what colors you can choose

Whether oil or water color
Portrait or landscape
And if you try to paint with words
We'll tell you what to say

Set your easel up inside our garden
The one behind locked gates
Feel free to paint by numbers
They're much easier to erase

We don't want any problems
With the art in which you ink
Don't want those in the Worlds Gallery*
*
To have the slightest opportunity to think
The Art Critic is the Government
The Artist is the press
I never thought in my lifetime I would be afraid of America's Art Critic
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