i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

I am the product of your nature
I am the reason for your sin
I am the wall with holes around you
I see out ... you dont see in

I am the blessing that may find you
You leave me empty ..fill me up
I am the hand that tightly holds you
I am no more the loving cup

I am the fall guy for your anger
I bare the scars from all your lies
I am the page no colour ..colour me
A rose that blossoms and then dies

I am all these things and nothing
Yet i still  ' love you' at my cost
And though this road with you leads nowhere
Without you i am lost.

Can I come to you as I am,
in secret-
brimming with the need to be held?
Can I lay hot whispers on your skin
then taste how they make you feel?
Can I show you how to touch me,
how hard to press?
If I cry
can I hide salty tears
in the soft curve of your neck?
Can I bite, ever so gently,
before I scream?
Can I be your lover,
without you loving me?
Can I, please?

You are
delicious
And I am
greedy.
You are
generous
And I am
needy.
You are
experienced
And I am
learning.
You are
flammable
And I am
burning.

Deep-seated madness,
Slinks beneath pupils obsidian.

Flit away, pounding feet,
Warmth, marred insiduously.

Childish gaze,
Turns to anger, unwarranted rage. Unhinged.

This man I once knew, transformed.
Perfection, alight. Broken. Singed.