Gaping wounds;
holes the size of planets
open wide within
dreams, all the darkness
the sweet longing I cannot feel
in my day comes forth.
And everything about me
has changed, dream-scape
confidence of body
and desire pouring
from my *****
into the image of you
my animus, my beautiful projection
that only exists in my mind.
Sweetly I kiss you
down to your navel
glancing up, teasing
dreams borrow from me
truth and reality
and embellish with
dark tendrils of
***** desire.
I am earthbound angel
indeed, fleshy wanton
rivers flow freely in
sleep's realm, relieving
and balancing
the stifled tensions
of the waking world
safe inside my head.
13th July 2015
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
Gaping wounds;
holes the size of planets
open wide within
dreams, all the darkness
the sweet longing I cannot feel
in my day comes forth.
And everything about me
has changed, dream-scape
confidence of body
and desire pouring
from my *****
into the image of you
my animus, my beautiful projection
that only exists in my mind.
Sweetly I kiss you
down to your navel
glancing up, teasing
dreams borrow from me
truth and reality
and embellish with
dark tendrils of
***** desire.
I am earthbound angel
indeed, fleshy wanton
rivers flow freely in
sleep's realm, relieving
and balancing
the stifled tensions
of the waking world
safe inside my head.
13th July 2015
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