We bloom like jasmine
Emanating exotic essence
The smell is enough to intoxicate
Enraptured I captured the heat from your flame
Glistening as each word peaks and captivates
Leaving me breathless
Vivid imagery penetrates and consumes my senses
The longing becomes astounding
Arousing  
Leading me into binding
I implore your mercy
For I am so thirsty
My mouth salivates at the thought of your lusting
No longer trusting my inhibitions
Because I can't hold back when it comes to your rhetoric
Your tongue is too precise and bombastic
Undeniably ******
Waves of ecstasy wash over me
The undertow bringing me far out to sea
You're almost otherworldly
I beg thee show me mercy

The moment
My lung stops to breathe
My soul leaves my body
I still do hope
I hope
my brain will keep its space
the memory of you
I can't erase
to be safe and sound...
I just hope...
wish I could...

The moment
My eyes are closed
My heart stops to beat
My body is lifeless
I still do hope
my heart hears my pledge
and has its mercy...
dear heart...
do keep a place
just in your tiny little corner
so I can still see my precious
with the eyes in my heart ..

In my heart
the wonderful memories
I want to keep it safe...

I can see your shadow coming closer in the dark
Growing like a tumor while I slowly fall apart
Nothing like a moment to remind you that you're weak
Grazing on the bits of truth you never fought to keep
Yet somewhere underneath the skin of what you have become
There exist the rudiments of silences to drum
But how do you identify a peace you cannot see
And put your trust in every part invisible to me
I am not the one who claimed your body as my own
So I will sit here ripping all the stitches we have sewn
And as the holes expose themselves the light begins to dance
Gradually consuming, letting go of what I can't

With such vigorous opposition
The only thing that is left is perdition
Will the soil ever produce quite the same
What a shame
War and peace carpooling in the fast lane
Justified through producing excuses and rage
A dissension the history books might explain
But those who carry the pain will wane
All empathy lost in the jagged print of a factual page
How many contradictions will we endorse before we realize
How many children will die before we sympathize

In my most perilous times
I go by the devil’s book.

Burying conscience its tender rhymes
I find myself the safest nook.

In my times of hardest deals
I act as the devil wills.

Shedding my fragile conscientious guise
I find haven in compromise.

In my hours of moral crises
I decide what the devil please.

Stripping my garb of holy goodness
I find refuge in the devil’s face.

In my times when rages tempest
I qualify in the devil’s test.

His writs make me override
My morals and move onto devil’s side.

And then I heard the wind
Treading lightly through the woods.
It spoke with a somber tone
"Leave with not an eye looking back."