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Leo Janowick Sep 2019
My soul hungers for what my hands long to touch, I can still feel you, your fingers run through my mind from dusk till dawn, searing their way through my veins, shocking me with their heat, my every heartbeat cries out your name, my heart pounds wildly, such energy floods me as I surrender to its power, calling out to you to come and ******* sweet surrender.

I can feel your scent filling my lungs, your mouth perfectly matched to mine, your nose caressing my flesh, your tongue reaching out to meet my moist lips, to my fluff covered nest, your fingertips floating across my heaving sea, diving deep into my ocean, swimming swiftly, shattering my insides with waves of heat and I am drawn to the height of a pulsating swell.

Your touch soothes my spirit, softly kissing my soul, feeding me, quenching my thirst, tearing me inside out, as you take me away from where I would never dare to leave, condemning me to surrender my all to you, keeping me captive, a prison from which I have no key to escape, you will forever roam in the quiet fields of my soul.

I had been seeking a place to land and arms to fall safely into until you came along and shook my core, soothing my heart as it skips its beat, bathing me in your eternal bliss, where I rest my bones, your quiet strength, a sense of home and on your shores, I lay my head, the gentle laps, a placed bed, my fears, and walls turn into avenues of complete trust and devotion.

You are my most intimate desire, the one who truly owns my heart, and the only one who can satisfy all the desires that burn deep within my soul, you've imprisoned my heart within yours, making it a prisoner of your heartbeat, for your ways of feeding it and it'll always beat for you and only you.
Leo Janowick Aug 2019
I have never
  fallen into a love
       I couldn’t get out of......

Until
     You......
Leo Janowick Aug 2019
If a writer
Falls in love with you
       you can never
                die................
Leo Janowick Jul 2019
“In the silence”

When you find that you are not alone,
do you feel a bit more than yourself
such that whoever shares with you
need not be physically with you,
because they somehow are,
inexplicably and truly?
that their revelation
begets relevance
in turn, energy...
in turn, mass...
more You?

I would suggest
you weren’t alone
in those dark times...
that the one who waited
always waited… unaware
of what they would become
when someone reached out
haltingly, doubtingly, anxiously
to taunt, if slightly, a feared reality.
Each of us waits unaware just outside
a sphere of another’s painful incredulity.

Might we all take just a moment to listen
to the thrumming static for voices?
searching, uncertain yet open to
possibilities of union, of hope?
As hearing one emboldens,
what of hearing yet more?
Might connections fortify
or multiply in ways
not yet known
by trusting(!)
in Fear?

That power is
ripe for mining but
intentionally avoided,
for we see it as unknown.
I say we should craft it into
weaponry… its own demise,
as it’s hold on anyone is in fact
lesser than our collective desires
to connect, to share, to live unalone.
It is time we were no longer I and I and I.
We, in the silence, are together… always.
Leo Janowick Jul 2019
Not everything I write,
Is all about me.

There are times,
When a picture
Speaks words.
Or a thought,
Sparks an idea or two.

In fact,
Most of the time
It isn't personal
At all.

Well, and then again,
Maybe sometimes,
It is.
Leo Janowick Jun 2019
Sometimes I like to fly high without the need to take airplanes
I do not know better wings than the imagination
No better engine than the heart
I recognize pain because I have felt it
And happiness because I've lived it
I have learned to love however I do not know what it is to hate
I still think hatred is for cowards
And love for the brave
I have bitten the dust on so many occasions that I smell the earth from afar
I know of defeats and failures rather than victories
And I have tried more the soil than the sky
But in the end I always get up to look at the enemy with height
When I refer to enemies I also speak of myself
I have become fond of the vertigo that precipices produce me
And to a continuous line of tachycardias of the day to day of this life
I still have my eyes full of hope
And although my hands hurt to scratch so much dirt
I will always find a time to write all the words
If I want something, it's that I do not get stuck
In the end, happiness is simple
I just ask for some paper and ink
And enough strength not to give up
That every morning I decide to move
And so the world will move with me
To follow,
Keep writing ...
Laughing more than crying
Loving more than hating
Learning and reinvented
Allowing me to be human at one time ...
Follow and continue
And never stop doing it...
Leo Janowick May 2019
Missing you

Sometimes we miss
those who love us,
We miss the way that they held us,

Making us feel like
we can see past anything,
Then we feel as through,
we aren't good
enough for them,

We miss their inner touch,
They way they feel
when they are home,

When they are gone we
miss them even more,
Cause our brains react differently,

In a way, we can't even describe yet,
Come to open a bottle
that you can't
Turn is more devastating
then any torture,

All we want is a lover and a friend,
To have us all to our selves,
Treat us with the upmost respect,

Then they wanna go bash are only
Hearts, Making us feel
like we don't
Even belong to them,

When you kiss them a
body is singling
A sign through is most precious
Gift, it goes straight to
our beloved heart's,

Even though our hearts
have been through enough,
All we want is to find the person,

That can hold us through the night
To make our bodies feel
like we are one
Big moon,

Passion and desire
Is the most feeling in the world
We get moist when they come
Back to our home,

Even when they are inside our hearts
You'll be thinking
like the moon in this
Picture,

Wishing we can have like those two
Love birds in the clouds,
Feeling free and believing anything
Is possible,

When you see that they are you up there.
and thinking about how
did we become what we are today,

That's because we painted a picture
To show everyone that true love can
Happen,

It will show you another side
Making you be the one that you are
Missing in your life.
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