If my body is a temple,
Then, it is under attack.
Beleaguered by thrusting *****,
Little battering rams,
Battering,
Ramming,
In ****** reciprocation.

Boys.
Trying to bang your way through my defenses?
You're barely knocking on the door.
And I don't let anyone in.

Stop showing
You love me
A little at a time.

Stop saying
You care
Bit by bit.

Stop keeping
Me here
For tiny pieces of time.

Because I need
All of you
Not piece by piece.

I love
All of you
Not just some parts of you.

So love all of me
All the way
All the time.

Or let all of me go
All at once
For good.

falling
  falling
        failing to remember
    amidst the joy of early mornings and
waking skies' company
                                             it's really good
    to have some freedom while
the world is sleeping except two
             who bring light with them
       and coax the sun from his downsized bed

let's do it again

when i hear the message to the left side of my brain

i start understanding the concepts

to a true color

but whats on the right?

when i hear notes played
the feeling illuminates my soul
like a kiss on the neck
but less high tech

when she holds my hand
a brilliant melody occurs
to that of bach cannot write
what a sight

when im in the pocket, groovin
or when shes focused on soothing
a line comes out
and infinitely shouts

i love you