No need to touch you
to be
   madly in love

Like fade to white, fade to black
snippets eroding in and out
flashes on the screen
obscured in white noise
your lips
nose
moans
am I dreaming
when I am awake
I drown in your dark hair
when I allow higher brain function
and your eyes
float on clouds for eternity
I feel more at ease in the night sky
looking down
sighing, my breath the wind upon this planet

Passion coursing throughout my veins like fire
the one piece the dots will never connect
exemplified by the one, the one exception
in any given situation
the flame would still cut like jagged steel
a reminder that there can be only one
even if never touched, always that piece will be taken
if only an image could be yanked through a mirror
tortured pain
will never refrain, never go away
until then
tears never cease when you are yourself, The Devil

There are many types of fruit in the Garden of Eden
you see, they breed in different colors
peach for the ones light of heart
turquoise for the daring of soul
green for the courageous
yellow for the timid
there is a vast array of fruit to be tried here in this never ending garden
but I myself
well, I prefer black
the absence of color
something unknown
no one knows what future the black fruit holds
so I sink my teeth in, close my eyes and pray
that God doesn't hate me fore being what I am
*human

I see vultures circling
high above in a never ending spiral
they watch, waiting for the moment to pounce
what is taking so long
it would seem they float for hours
I sit in wonderment, pondering what it is they are preying upon
slowly, they gather closer and closer
I can almost see their beady eyes and sharp beaks
as they press on true to their mark
I grow tired as I watch, waiting to see what it is they see
for I am blind
falling asleep, I wake inevitably to see
they are preying upon me
I am the meal

What is it that determines an existence upon a plane
I do not even create the ***** laundry I fold
as I am clothed in the same attire day by day
forgotten
as I race through a machine that eats me alive maliciously
move by with wisps of smoke
that is alright
I drown in my own substances
albeit I do this alone
in the night
and for some reason despite everything
I still relish being alone
loving to suffer
do I exist

For a little sister I have always yearned
whose love never ending would be returned
a shoulder I would forever have to cry
and sweet words for my tears to dry
at last, I found her in a fairy wood
blood we may not be but she is just as good
I call her sweet Sunshine Fairy
I love her so and she always makes me feel merry