firestarter and match,
pitching endlessly to become more
smoke, then intense crimson flames,
aglow in my heart.
brick and stone edifices form a
fortress around abodes
leaving habitats adrift
and alone
(I DON'T GIVE A **** ABOUT MY PHONE)
passing and switching faces -- an
entourage that follows but yet
the girl is alone.
alas, fire ablaze, uncontrollable but
sometimes tame
marking the forest trail and
spreading the damage, sprout and then destroy
like a fiery divine being
destruction of the old path and
a clean sweep of the
trees that once seemed so formidable
the flame spreads with a staunch
persistence, to maybe prove that
yeah, the water is weaker
like a conquistador who
pillages countries leaving them
penniless
the flame continues
no concern about the consequence or
destruction, set on being set and
ever aglow, what puts the fierce fire
out anyways?

One minute I’m receiving passionate love.
Next minute I’m trying to avoid your stubborn pride.
Loyalty is a turns on
True friend in the long-run.
Gaining your trust when I show you honesty.
You teach me your love language comfortably in between these sheets.
Low-key sweet but like to be naughty
Hot temper
Mouth cold as ice
Fierce & feistiest woman alive.

I swear you’re so complex, yet your appeal is cute.

I am your fugitive,
Running to escape my fate.
Underneath the moonlight, I feel safe;
Though, I am still the fool.
My innocence wishes to survive your arrows,  centaur; you,
a master of archery.
You haven’t missed one shot on me,
Aimed at my heart, I do not fall.
Aimed at my heart, I do not falter.
Underneath the stars, I feel safe.

I am your fugitive,
Running to escape my mistakes.
Underneath the skies, I have misplaced my loyalty; as such does, the fool.
My heart wishes to love one,
banded with honesty.
That is not you, master of archery.
Aimed at my head, I still think.
Aimed at my head, I still wander;
Away to where I may feel safe.

I can see the world inside your eyes,
a planetarium for display.

I can see the night of your waters,
buried beneath the ocean’s blue.
I can feel the temperature drop deep,
into the dark of the depths,
and the creatures that hide there.

I appreciate your mixture of blues.
From the sea onto the skies,
A light paint splashed heavy,
like the flow of your tides.

Your clouds are steamy dreams,
accents to highlight your moon.

I am in awe of your stars,
uplifting flames of motivation;
unmatched to the lion of your sun.

Clearest of all, I see your gift,
your world of authentic love and truth.

Gemini woman:

You walked in my life with a huge smile of joy.
I couldn’t help but recognize the presence of the same sign like mines.
A diamond heart so rich, you could see pure energy pouring from the peak of your temple.
Gifted with the art of teasing,
being a real charmer.
Able to adapt and mingle with all kinds of people.
What i always found **** was the thirst of
interest in another Gemini.
Traits envy your confidence
energy expanding limitless
entertain and be entertained
& always kept on your toes.
Which made me wonder if you ever been challenged before baby.

Mystic capability has always been a mystery

Dear teller
you
with ten fingers
two eyes
and a mouth
find the next nova
to go super
and from there
trace the galactic map
back to me
so I can
go
and
discover
the freedom
outside
a personality
that isn’t just
Lysol and Clorox
and just maybe
I will also
see you
more than just
ten fingers
two eyes
and one mouth…