Once the desireful foul mouthed opened up for the tastes of oblivion
The devour was heavenly
Eroticism of the taste lasted for few weeks
And than
It made me numb, like a dead old sea....



Insensitivity choose and that for very well
For the souls that are made of rocks are never made in heaven
They are burnt in hell and from coal appears the fire
Forgetful of the sparkle that diamond might keep
In the core of its heart¡


I look at the astray steps of thee
Delusional and sometimes not me
A force driving them ,and ******* them whole
They stop, it pushes
they walk, it’s paused
It’s a play of hide and seek
Two separated souls confined in one body....