Every place you go
becomes just another suburb
of everyplace you've been.

   ~mce

I once went
on a first date
with a woman
so lovely
she made
my bones ache.
She said: "I just
want to make clear
that I have
no baggage."
I said: "How sad.
At our age
no baggage means
no life."
That was also
the last date.
How smooth
am I?

  ~mce

I want you to be
the very last thing
my tongue tastes
so I can die
happy.

~mce

alabaster
ivory
white
creamy
eggshell
and just
the size
of a woman's
thigh.

You'll be a mysterious cavern
I discover by accident.
I'll be an intrepid explorer.
I will enter you like a cathedral
expecting holiness and hidden treasure.
You will grip me in your darkness
and hold me like the man I am.
Holiness and treasure will keep us there
until spent and satisfied,
we will return to our worlds
better than we have ever been before,
pleasured by the treasure we have shared.

~mce

What even is it?
Is it a perfect smile
Long golden hair
Blue eyes with long eyelashes
Tan skin
Perfect figure
Big ****
Big *****
Clear skin
Pale skin?

That stuffs all *******
What's a beautiful face
Without a beautiful soul
An ugly personality
And dark soul
Destroys that beautiful face
It means nothing anymore

Beauty comes from within
Stop straining yourself
To look a certain way
You are you
God made you who you are
For a reason
Love yourself
Be confident

1 shot
I remember the way you looked at me,
the way your eyes undressed my soul
exposing all of me.
i hated that.



2 shots
i remember my heart skipped a beat
at the touch of your hand,
our sweaty palms refused to part.
i thought i hate that.



3 shots
i remember the wetness of your kiss,
how your lips on mine
they tasted of cigarette.
i try to hate that.



4 shots
i remember your body on mine,
the way we intertwine.
you scent all over me
i couldn't hate that.



5 shots
i remember it all
the vision bright in my mind.
this isn't what shots do, right?

6 shots
maybe it'll take a lot more to forget.

I was 1000 pieces, it said so on the box.
A thousand tiny details beneath a dusty lock.
People loved the challenge and would open me
Only to sort through for the piece they needed.

If the piece didn't fit,
It simply wasn't worth it.
And within a moment,
I understood it.

Everyone wanted my pieces to fit together quickly,
But this takes time and can be tricky.

Did being on the shelf
Make me selfish?
Or was it wise
To disguise
My flaws?

Time passed and I never did get assembled.
I didn't even resemble
What I should've.

And then one day, I met you.

Suddenly, I wasn't 1000 separate parts.
I was infinite, older than the stars.
You held each piece and felt the bumpy edges,
My crests and ledges.
And slowly slid each one into place,
A look of certainty across your face.

You smoothed my cracks,
And I no longer lacked
Anything.

You made me whole again.
And right then,
I knew
That all I had been missing

Was you.