the Flesh door fireworked open
Splashed liquid vitality on
the Yellow hope and Creme colored dreams
marrow gave way, Slumped into the
portly Shirtwaist
of the wealth of Her father
Beautiful fool you
Spinning just like You did but a night ago
But now in a different embrace
Your lips painted Him
Like you Paint the night
Red in black
Red on White

In my dreams is where you dwell
Huddled in the dank corner of my coveted place
Swaddled in blue velvet
Misty grin hovering
Cheshire Cat illumination
Waiting, dusty pawn shop grit
Gathering...bunching like your favorite memory
At the back of your spine
The musty splintered closet door
Cigarette filtered light
Slops its way through
Don't hide! Don't hide
I cover your eyes
Found
You

Your eyes drift
The glint from them capture
Flint sparks catching
Black ice drips fire
I glow in the shivering heat

Flick of carpeted fringe
Smothers the inferno
Black holes **** the light
I'm drawn closer
In hope of a flicker

Miles away lower lips
Quirk
Flame snaps back
Gaze alighting...

Synergy slides like a promise from thick whips of fingers
Griping me and sinking thorns in but loving it all the same
Twitching with them 
Epileptic ecstasy 
Slamming and combining. Pure unadulterated noise 
Lapping at the shores of nonsense 
Wildly uncontrolled but watching it looks like perfectly harmonized marionettes 
Punching sounds in and flowing reactions 
Spinning swooshing, dancing like the Nike sign. 
We are Just Doing It all over the place
Hands spread and flower 
Seeming endless heartpounds swim below 
Feeling the need through the floor
shattering up bones and jerking bodies into movement 
Wicked entertainer creating blooming false patterns 
Blood lining where it hasn't before, yet it's already planned 
The electric noise makes you think inspiration but whispers command.

Oh lord you know pride
Tastes like plums
Can't hardly
Stand
But
Stake your ground
You know it's gonna rot
That mouthful of
Succulence and flesh
Will disintegrate
Soften and die
Drain away until
Only the stone sits
Dry and ribbed
Smiling vainly to the sun

Streaming snarls pour down my heart
Chemical imbalance they say
Dopamine draining down my spinal chord
Pooling in my eyes
Broken shudders form as liquid joy
Slips out of my face
Eyeliner tire-tracks 
Mark the swift path 
The speed that happy left at
Saturating inanimate with synapse juice
Paper requires no liquid assets
Wasting ecstasy on cold white lines
Smile. Your mouth is drowning in your tears.

You make my bones stutter
Collarbones tripping
Femurs choking

A catch on each shifting syllable
A creak in my heart for every beat

Every vertebrae nervous
Even my knee caps stammer

You walk by slow and languid
Easy as the tide

My body as tight and jerky as a
Scared rabbit

Yours as lose and winsome as
Chimney smoke

Creased eyes blink
Slide down your cheeks
Dip into the 
Bow
Of you voluptuous mouth 
Drip lashes into 
The gap
In between your miss-sized teeth 
Spit bubbles incase them
Pillowing their decent down
Your coiled throat
Float down the river of your belly
Trace the outline of your genitals
Shooting automatic shivers through
They lick the tips of you
Delicious.

In
Out
In
Out
This isn't *******.
This is sewing!

You're mine
Mine. Mine. Mine. 
Selfish in every sense if the word
Even your lungs. Your appendix 
Your unneeded things. 
Your lips. Your lips, your lips. 
Slide them into me
A pocket full of mouth
Lisping on my jeans
You're mine. 
Even your electric bits
Even your blood
You're mine, all mine. all mine. All mine
You are utterly mine 
Especially since I'm yours

Shy eyes slip me a note
Flash a love letter in a glance
Compelled to write back
Posting a novel in my stare

Shy eyes flicker
Burn my letters in a haze
Eyes clogged by ash
Love returned to sender

Submerged in the empire of your tide
Trying to feel unobtrusive, let me saturate
Lips filling with the brine
You pop sweet oxygen bubbles
Chewing gum at its finest
Pulling candy from my estuary
Blue blood sweeps from between my fingertips
Floating face through
Eyes open into yours
The deepest tide-pools I've ever seen
Slipping into the tangle of
Your fingers
The swivel of refraction
Shattered warmth diffused in frosty capped overture
Oh to be a native of you
Never needing a map or a light or a guide
Swallowed without notice
Nothing but another wave the endless
March of tumbling reverb
The only reaction possible to your vocal chords
The song of the ocean
The simmer of the tide

Wrinkles congregate 
Notches house themselves 
Where hands used to frequent 
Service is in session 
A lesson in getting it while you can.

I wish.
My most murmured prayer

I wish I was...
A religion all its own

I will change...
An overuse lie

I hope.
I way to pretend

I love...
A mask

I promise...
A plea

All ugly broken dolls.
Fake.
No where near what they are trying to emulate.

Syrup simple. Sad and slow.
Sweet run juice, slips down
the rotted core.
Mirroring the sweeping tears
Salt slicks your face.
Black with overripeness.
Sugar shot through.
Quick slaloms of sea wash
High cut cheekbones.
They cave with the decay of sorrow.
What once was taught and full
Now is sunk and sallow
Sweet turns bitter.
The sad in your soul
Rots you like a peach.

So maybe I can't make you love me
And I can't stop the stars from falling into space
But I can take the curve of your torso
Wrapped around mine
And twist it into my blood
As the hallelujah
I need to give myself
Even if your breathing is a lie
Even if you break me with deft words
So I can't make you love me
So I can't
But I'll try
But I'll try