Smooth skin
Brushing up against a bruised lip
Tantalizing cute hips
Beauty mesmerizing in the eyes of the beholders
Wondering just what they're really seeing
And
If
Any part of it's a lie or a fake
Or a ploy that the other makes
But
Who really cares when you've got
Two round eyes staring into another pair of clandescent spheres of power
Hungry man meets shy girl
And shy girl changes his world
By taking in his hunger
And feeding him none
Sharing their desires hoping that they'll burn and
Ha
So much for that
Who really thought that
The passion would die
That the bush that was burning down quick
Would not set fire to the forest of feelings of emotions
Passion burns like fire
But floods you like an ocean
Commotion
Denial
Not for too long, no
No, never in denial for too long
Feeling that you're yearning for two bodies churning
But, not only that
Two lovers that perspire
And share in one an-others feelings of desire
And smooth skin meeting battered lips meeting heavy breath meeting sensual groans and pleasurable moans
But look beyond this and see
That
In the end it's just you and me
And
We're taking ourselves higher
And sharing our desires
And placing in a bet that
When all else is gone we'll still be holding on to
Who
The what
The when
The know-how experience of having felt love for the last time
In the first line

Mind racing with my feet below me
pacing back and forth
Focus out of control,
Paranoia creeping in.
My flaws, my mistakes, my past
Like a jacket that will never leave my back.
Do they know, about my faults, have they seen who I really am.
What is all of it, when I am gone
The thoughts will escape our heads
And our souls will be taken far away.
So I'm leaving these old mistakes,
For somethin so great.
Hope.

Today is the first day on this march to the end of time.
Even if the marching stops
The journey continues on.
I’ve spent so much time wondering about you.
Asking what I did wrong.
So wrapped up in your selfish ways
That I forgot to live my own life.
It’s time to march forward for me
And leave your remnants on the side of the trail behind me.
Behind me is where you need to be.
No longer shall I dwell on “What could have been?”
It’s time for “What’s to come?”
I’m slowly accepting the fact
That what’s to come doesn’t involve you.
The time has come to knock you off that pedestal
And place myself up there instead.
I hope you enjoy the fall.

"No, the serpent did not
****** Eve to the apple.
All that's simply
Corruption of the facts.

Adam ate the apple.
Eve ate Adam.
The serpent ate Eve.
This is the dark intestine.

The serpent, meanwhile,
Sleeps his meal off in Paradise -
Smiling to hear
God's querulous calling."

i've made mistakes
i've hurt many
and I want to forget the pain I've caused

I drink into oblivion
to forget their smiles
the way they made me feel

how they hurt me
and how I blamed me
i miss being young, i miss the emotions

i miss being able to mess up.
as you get older,
the stakes are raised,
I want to giggle, and forgive
but i can't even forgive myself.

I washed my hands clean
under the sink
I watched as the dirt went down the drain
like my love for you.
I washed my hands clean
I washed and washed untill my hands became sore
I yelled never more never more
I washed my hands clean of you
and the dirt you brought to my once clean heart.

I am the ivy
I grow slowly over the corridors
Over the barricades
Apparently unnoticed
Until I haunt your hearts shade
But why do I return
Cut me down
I come back
Destroy me completely
And death is what I lack
I expect hurt done to my fresh green skin
But you revived everything
Once my heart let you in