doors & how they swing so far wide like the gaping shadow of a pair of lips waiting...
i wonder if you realized i felt the grace of your arrow -- brushing so lovingly through the flesh of my ***** & i couldnβt help but to smile
take it away from me, the flutter in my chest, the residuals of your golden essence sitting on the rim of modelos & passenger seat of my monte carlo
when i watch the neutral tones of grainy film seep into your oily features i wish you would smile just a bit more
two lovers draped over this canvas cast their passionate shadows over bedsheets, pleasurable touches & a recipe for a sickly afterglow, burning like the delicate backs of fireflies bursting like a pearlescent bubble chased by bitter aftertaste of longing
how i wish you knew how much you made me feel how my paints drip like honey & form the lines that become you
when i breathe again the essence has vanished like paint thinner on acrylic. honey replaced with a spoonful of sugar & i cross the street to meet you
suddenly the memory leaves no trace behind & i canβt help but to trace the spot where you once stood