There isn't a feeling more intense than lust,
Nothing more engulfing, more true.
Makes the hardest obstacle look like mere dust,
No space for mind, no sign, no clue.

What can explain the urge?
That moment all energies converge,
Illusion or divine upsurge?
None can articulate which leads to this splurge.

Yet in all my experience I have been a seer,
Studied the feeling, up-close and near.
The blinding force that goes beyond fear,
Makes you forget life and everything dear.

There wasn't anything that made me more sure,
There couldn't be a feeling more pure.
Wondered why it was the lowest sin,
The blinding desire for another's skin.

It then struck me like an arrow,
Why does it have to be so narrow?
What if lust was elevated to emotion?
What if the same happened in life, or still, in devotion?

Could there be a higher way to forget yourself?
To taste the beyond and come out of your shelf.
Yes! Yes! it struck me right,
In one moment of divine insight.

Then for truth I began my lust,
A desire just as robust.
From the root, to the crown, felt a mighty ******,
That cleansed a stagnant mind of its rust.

And so again I was made a child,
Full of innocence, yet so wild.
Blinded once more, but with a lust divine,
Cracked open to see the subtle and the fine.

Two centers exist through which your energies explode,
The result the same, you become fierce.
******* both,
The root, a seed for creation,
The crown, the creators seat.

There are times
when I am so hungry for you -
your body, your fire,
your mind and soul,
your passionate will -
that I want to throw you on the bed,
our clothes becoming shreds as I growl that way in your ear -
that special note nobody knows about but me.
Our bodies together, entwined in lust-filled craze,
Gazes plunging deep, baring each other's sacred spaces,
the intimacy of mindless understanding,
the recognizing of two passions that burn as one
in those moments before thought creeps back in and our walls go up again, and we hide from each other
in plain sight.
Like we used to have it,
when we were new and shiny,
and our expression was unbridled.

Did I leave all of those women
a sacrifice
should I believe all of the judgement
paralyzed
the lies in all of the eyes I've slid by
embraceable
the saliva I've slid across the skin of too many women
overflow
losing myself in flesh just to be able to bear with...
life

As day begets day begets day
The hornier I get, the less I can wait.

You make love to me all night and all morning,

With your beautiful body you make me shiver,

Moan and addicted to you.
I grasp onto the sheets like there's no tomorrow,

Like you're about to break me -
Like I'm feeling alive again, as I breathe desperately into your arms.

Don't go,

Don't go,

Stay.

I open my eyes,

Into this delusional moment of love,
You're gone.
Leaving behind you,
broken bottles and ***** half empty glasses,
Leaving traces of you without any promises.


My fingers are reaching for the ceiling,
As if I could almost reach your lips again,
As you move through me so easily,
I engulf myself into this memory,
That will soon fleet as I
Look through the window.
The sun is finally rising,
Saving me from my hopeless dream.
The clock is ticking,
My life is starting,

Without you into this new day,

Where I will let my soul shatter again,

Wishing for someone to stay.

It turns me on to see you turned on.
I love the way you look turned on,
peaceful yet chaotic,
all in one.
Your body tense as my hands wander along every curve,
your toes curled up in my sheets urging me to go forth,
your face smothered in my pillow to silent your screams,
your legs spread wide open,
wet,
welcoming me in.

They say to hide my scars
But I don't want too
They say it's OK
But it's really not
They say I'm crazy
But I'm completely sane
They say that I don't try hard enough
But I try my hardest at everything
They say I don't know what pain is
But I fight battles everyday
They say who am I battling
I say myself...