One day you will turn around and see something that scares you into submission. It will be your polar opposite. All of those bad thoughts that you don't admit, are alive inside of your polar opposite...and they don't hold anything back. The first thought that comes to your mind will not be acted upon...your polar opposite always goes with the first thought. Bad people will see the light, and good people will see what the bad people used to see.
Kiss me, hold me, feel me, feel it... This intense throbbing aching lust of love. Am I too alluring? Can you feel me inside of you? ******* you relentlessly. How hard are you? Is your mind awake? Can you feel a hole being drilled through it? Am I passionate? Am I seducing you to these pleasures that you cannot resist? Irresistible, faint to the touch. To satisfy, you cannot resist the urge. It's pushing through every promise and memory you've ever had. I'm not like the others... You've loved, you've ******... But have you had your earth shaken like a magnitude of an explosive volcano that boils to the top. A flaming ridden peak of desire that never burns out. It's aching.... you're about to explode. Don't, feel it linger instead ...... Are you breathing heavy? Are you shaking, I swear you have never met someone like me before. Call me baby... Papi... Don't love me too hard, I might just leave.
Does measuring the particles ever tell me what consciousness is? Wouldn't it be the unique combination of elements, for we know that DNA determines the difference between a dog and a human, from a fur tree to a butterfly. DNA is made of elementary compounds. Is there any way to express the allness in one thing? Life, this all, and consciousness, which even plants have, how can it be deciphered into one essence, when it requires a joining for it to happen? Could it be in this joining that life takes place - the magnetic attraction of love?
Its amazing how we pass time Cocooned In our own beings so that Nothing Matters more than the next Minute And the freckles on our hands Possess More pull than magnetic Ends Of planets spinning with hushed Breaths Which may soon gasp the cursed Smog Of our corrupted souls
we are so caught up in our own lives, we forget the bigger picture