baby, firewalk with me, be divine with me
because your frequency sends me into overdrive
"touch me, baby; love me, baby; **** me, baby"
i'm electric, sparks embedded under my skin
and every circuit in me is looking to overload
i'm charged, i'm humming,
wreck me
corrupt me, **** with my mind, make me question my sanity
(but don't make a ******* sound,
because i'm in control, baby)
lie with me at dusk on a sunday,
while the room loses light like we lose our clothes
gather me into your lap and let me feel you
your skin's so soft and you taste so ******* sweet
fresh nectar of lovers, thirst quenched upon lips
("can you tell how badly i want you?")
("do you want this as badly as i do?")
on my knees, begging you please
like a sinner asking for salvation
give me everything, you own me
(but i'm in control, baby)
i'm burning, i'm sweltering, i'm suffocating
the desire lines are as plain as day
so give it to me, deliver me from sin
devour me with your eyes, eat me up with your stare
you crave me, don't you?
you need me, don't you?
entangle me into a dreamlike haze
touch me, caress me, break me
never let me go, never get off of me
because i can't cleanse my skin of the places you touched,
(the places you kissed, the places you gripped)
but *******, i wouldn't want to even if i could

I am not built for love
I can't keep you warm
The fireplace in my chest
Is soaking wet

From the water that drips
Through my moonlit
Jagged holes

Beautiful to you
In some long forgotten way
You won't stay
In a rain stained skeleton

A visitor in a museum
I'll make a pretty photo
For you to look back on

When you go
All that will remain will be
Trampled leaves and high ceilings
A shadow in the trees

I wish I was blind,
so I didn't have to see you anymore.
I wish I was deaf,
so I'd never have to hear your voice.
I wish I couldn't taste,
so this bitterness in my mouth would go away.
I wish couldn't smell,
so nothing could remind of those days,
we spent together,
arm in arm,
hand in hand,
I can't stand,
just the thought,
of you here,
makes me fear...

I wish I couldn't feel,
so this pain would go away.

according to King Nothing,
father’s day phone calls
are restricted…
i live in a world where
foot-rest make better supports,
and broken beer bottles fight
the most perverts away.
i’ve been homeless
three times, and "abortion"
was crudely drawn
on my forehead.
my love for
Frankenstein’s monster
knows no bounds.

the whole apartment
was gutted of its copper
two years after that.
the ‘first woman on Mars’
dream he had was sold for scrap;
threw out half of my books,
called me the reject.
a childhood tomb, raided…
the Queen was pleased.
she doesn’t believe in aliens,
and most stars are dead
according to light-years anyway.

I found comfort in your presense
I found purpose in your eyes
I found a place to rest my head
until the sun would rise
I found a place I could call home
I found a place I'd never known
I found a place I now could hold
I found a burst, a flare,  nothing no words to compare
I found my happiness in your expressions
your small quirks the left me breathless
I found you but at the wrong time

You are the sweetest of my torments.
You're the tangible torture of citrus
The bite followed by the ****
Fresh and unbearable in the same instance

You're the lemon zest scent;
Sultry, as I quarter fruit
In my hot summer kitchen.
You're the juice in the cut
As the knife knicks my thumb;
The sweetness meeting the wild coppery tang
of blood in my mouth.

You're in the twist in my chest
That exists somewhere between my heart and my stomach
Both organs being wrenched apart...
When I see your picture
And remember that we haven't spoken in months.