les rayons d’Hélios au travers de la fenêtre
sur ton corps nu, brillent et te reflètent

par sa lumière naturelle et divine
sur ton visage l'illumine

par le reflet des couleurs de l’iris de tes yeux
j'entrevois l'avenir, l'espoir et ton absence de pudeur

je souhaite me noyer, sombrer dans ton âme
embrasser chaque recoin possible de ton visage

faire glisser sensuellement, ma main le long de ta peau
ressentir tes imperfections, nombreuses de bas en haut

ta sérénité d'esprit est ta plus profonde essence
te redécouvrir m'ôte de ma méconnaissance

sans fin, je te suis esclave
ton goût m'a libéré de mon entrave

telle la condition de ma perdition angélique
tu m'honores de ta sexualité romantique

emporte-moi au-delà de notre métabolisme
fais-moi tien comme la lumière face au prisme

je me meurs d'espérance et de plaisir
je me donne à ton immense agonie

je t'entre et rencontre l'origine de la passion
à jamais toi et moi nous serons

I'm either

Grounded
Or burried
Or floating

And the world is either

Unmoving
Or too fast
Or too slow

It either
Ignores
Suffocates
Or points its finger

And I feel either

Nothing
Or too much
Or numb

Her hair so soft, so Luscious and bright.
how grateful I am to be here tonight.

You look like an Angel no others compare,
To be with you so little, it is not fair.

You're Gorgeous, you're Beautiful, you're such a Sweet heart.
What more could I say about you, where do I start?

My Darling you are amazing, more than you know,
The blood to my heart you make it flow.

your own demons
give you strength
when there’s no one
to hold onto
that’s why they’re
so hard to let go.
your demons reek fire,
and your energy flares to life,
angry hatred is stronger than ever.

rearrange.

fail flee feel

that! feels more write.

we fail at 90% of out endeavors;

we flee to the recesses
and the excesses;

we feel, most keenly,
our sense of loss,
and yet the inner linings of our
cells, once more greet a Sun-day that marks a mild fresh-ness and our involuntary ****** muscles bend
intro to a small smile,
and once more,

we breach the day with right hooks of positivity, warmth, music, and begin  to
remember  to
    feel feelings, assorted,
and we minutely reborn and the fluids of birthing are wiped away

and coffee seals the deal...and a hopeful day begins and forgiveness
and forgetting is the clean start clothes we dress ourselves within,
and with out, comfy jeans, well worn raggedy t shirt that you refuse to obey, expressly forbid her

to descard,
(not a rypo).
and you annoy her
with twenty kisses,
cause you don't want to spoil her,,,
too much

The walls of stone staggered,
as those innocent looking eyes
sought an entry
into my inner world.
If a brick was dislodged,
the whole fence fell.
If a spring flower blossomed
out of an icy condition.
“Pluck it out, stomp on it.”
The manner in which he spoke,
its softness, its kindness a ruse.
Walls of stone crumbled.
Ice dissipated into mist.

Closed my eyes, my ears,
and shut out all my senses.
He reached out,
brought me a bouquet of spring flowers,
and a rhythm of the seasons.
A man like that was worth a chance.

It speaks to me
hold your breath
feel my skin
underneath.
It speaks to me
hold your neck
feel my sweat
underneath.