Wide open are your arms the sun is a small paintbrush every daybreak it draws exposes you as new as ever!
The surges in the billows blow out swimming clouds across the globe. No they don’t splash out to the starry thrillers on the sky they all are a dwarf bunch draws down to you kind Moon: Down to earth on the ground spares the heap for all for the day for the noon.
Then you are there too far afar, where is nothing but you the lotus in bloom on uncharted water. Who can describe it better everyone is lost for words!
The battery is dying out So I leave my phone in the other room Voices fade to mumbles as I walk out Just the kitchen floor creaking now The door shuts after you slip out Take the water glass from my hand Lean against the fridge while it fills
We should stay here for a lil They'll never notice or care Just you, me, and the water we'll share
I lean my elbow on the cold counter I dent his confidence with my stare He breaks my heart with his tongue
Well baby then I'm leaving A kiss on the cheek is no fun I'll see you sometime later if you want
My eyes fall as he brushes past Carelessly hands me the water glass It splashes on my t-shirt I watch the drops soak in quickly They'll dry out eventually I go back and join the crowd A house party no longer as loud
I’m genuinely open-palmed to rain… and that skin of yours falling unto... my whole topography… gently sifting… summer showers from… salacious cumulus seduction… I wonder why there’s no escaping bliss… that indescribably sweet torture of… how good it feels to pull apart those ribs… and rip the last remaining strands of victimization... under the influence of sentient ambrosia… and the rivers break out galloping… splashing pirouettes on river banks… caressing, kissing, caressing, kissing… tenderness and passion… drowning hands tightly clenched, screaming madly… “I want you”…