racing mind in surreal
   unseen battle with
nonrelated assignments as it
        never leaves the path of
        indulgement and presence under the
                    neon lights of the more
                 grungy corners of the soul

        theoretically overturning a
    hopeless truth as the absence of
                           outgoing expectations to
                          undermined memories in
                     glowing pastel colours takes us
             home to where we belong in
                              time for a late breakfast as we
     surrender to beautiful abstract Harmony and inner Peace

I love poetry:
like femininity, furthermore I adore you
like sunday jams, furthermore a lullaby
like when I go places within your *****
like snuggling, furthermore cuddling
like generosity, furthermore ambition
like optimism, furthermore curiosity
like indulgement, furthermore gluttony

I love poetry like a rift on public
I love poetry for it is delicious, so vivid, furthermore fascinating to embrace your love

I love poetry:
like a fond, furthermore feminine sensual seduction
like yearning, furthermore self - possessed
like the smile on your frontage, furthermore your pretty surveillance as you wink, your kisser so glowing like a diamond

I love poetry as much as I adore you
I love poetry as much as I adore my life,
poetry is my life.

hold onto something
that unfolds mysteries
hold onto something
that uproots reality
stop, breathe, think ..
of mystical empathies.
hold onto thoughts
they enlighten words to existence
abundantly essential to a
garden of imagination and free
hold onto dreams
their vision is as clear
as identity’s knowledge
to sublime grace and eternity
hold onto peace
an upliftment of joy and humility
a radiating field of harmony
hold onto your hands
they carry the midst of pain
the indulgement of passion
the sensation of pleasure ..
they remain known
to a nation of nurture and feeling
they remain crooked
from a lost love’s limitations
they remain still.

to all the worlds inside of me I've tried to hide
for the sake of infatuation
boys like simplicity
so simple I will be
but who am I without my thoughts
who am I without metaphors for love
you want to trace the maps of my skin
without hearing of the places I've been
I refuse to soften myself
for your own indulgement

You just alike beer,
when I *****, I die alcohol
With you wrapped around my arms,
I die love and the romance

You just alike the moon and the stars,
i love the way your eyes shines up
by your fuzzies look
you are my pet, hold my hand

I promise to snuggle as you cuddle
I hurl you may utterly not starve
I'll be your sturdy indulgement
I'll fluffy hold and cherish you

Rain is pouring, while your arms are affectionate
I don't wanna let go off you
The food is even delicious,
while the company is even extremely fantastic

You are Kingdom pet,
let's kiss and hold each other tight - till eternity
I can't think more of perfect evening........,good food, a bottle of wine and the romance,

but that precious little thing - love
all day every tick of my existence,
I been passionate for this honey kiss
I require not any desert after supper,

I got your juicy lips to quench me a thirst
Loneliness is no more near our roof
it's me and you
surrounded by the candles of true passion

How wonderful it is?
with no one to intervene
our true passion

If I had all the answers to the World's many questions, I'd probably live a perfect life,
And often than more times, I wish to fall into a coma to wake up in a next life, not bruised to the death of a Cold Knife.

As my own shadows of past would haunt me like a ghost still lost in the house of my heart,
I pray to die to self for a new rebirth,  rather to start a fresh, a fresh restart.

And O' on me how I've pushed so many away and shut myself in my own darkness.
And O' on how I've slowly gone numb in indulgement of regrets and ugliness.

May some one rescue me from this old existence, its time for it to die out.
Dear Lord help me , how I beg and cry out.

Existence...