This pain I feel that hurts this way
Reminds myself to stay away,
To  only keep myself company,
My own blue world of sing for me.

In my world, no hurt, exists, no pain,
No victims, no words, no one to blame,
No summons to say you hurt me,
I love myself, and it loves me.

But if I only love myself,
Where is the room for loves little shelf?
To place my heart there in season,
To show I'm a caring person without treason?

In a sea of black and brown,
Onyx sparkling eyes are found.
Radiating rays of irridescent light.
Soft against their setting of white.

Pulled together by a pulsating smile,
Turning the cursive corner of the lip.
Melting hearts that flush and shudder,
A touch by an imaginary whip.

Gracefully scanning for a while,
Will they ever look this way.
My mind bequeaths an utter like butter.
The focus erodes and melts away

Onyx Eyes, that piercing gaze.
Warms the face on which it lands.
Onyx Eyes my head is raised,
Time temporal as barefoot in sand.

Onyx Eyes disappearing, turtle doves,
Into the crowded grove, among.
Onyx Eyes the crescendo of the words,
Repeat and beats the notes,..  then gone.

Im at my happiest when late
To meet the beauty from the gate
Her smile a lotus opened
So bright it is a token

The nectar of your silky perfume up my nose rushes,
Saturating my attention, little artist's brushes.

Warming space with the radiating bloom of your smile,
A presence felt in every dimension, by a mile,

So refreshing this cultivated side to you,
These, are all your hues, colours.
Come ride the dragon wind and tour the cranium of my parlors.

Learning the sides to you, petals of your velvet words,
Unravel my thoughts to peel away the delicous conversation in curds.

So sweet so delectably profound
My rehearsed lines go to ground , to ground .........shot down

Now I know why you like M & M
To you it means Me and Me.

Your Oliver Twist

You always melted in my arms,
Now I seem too cold to keep you warm.
My words once sharp are bluntly obtuse,
They deflect off your ears to emotional misuse.

You pierced me right through to the hilt,
Sieged my confidence to wilt, crumbling bricks of guilt.
Burnished all my smiles with sandblasting comments,
Loves bones exposed to all the decadent elements.

I nailed my future to a cross I daily carry,
Hope shoveled away into the back of its lorry.
Dumped over the brink with its where with all's,
My hat is now out for pieces of love (smalls)

Emotions cascade down my waterproof back,
memories, shivering from the coldness I always attract.
As fall butterflies my words turn to gold and fly away.

Raw lust on a platter,
I'm giddier than the Mad Hatter
Where lies the latter, in a secret place.