You are the sun
Warming my face and leaving behind
A gentle red mask that can be painful
But is anxiously waited upon throughout the cold spell when I am without you.
You are a gentle whirlpool,
Spinning me around and lulling me in,
But I am a geyser to the ones I love,
Pushing them out
Before they get the chance to try and discover
My intermost secrets.
And though we are the same element,
We could never coexist
Because I am a threat to your being,
And you need me to change the nature of my ways
But as many times as I try,
A geyser can not be persuasive,
Except to those who like danger.

Stressful appetizers,
Bladed exercisers,
Sprung to cheer of wine hinted mass!!!

Catholicism's crownism with a million man army to pass!!!

Lazarus lift thine eyes_
For blazing chariots sattle their well,
No more blind dates to whom you have no idea!!!

Wilt thou still appreciate if the siding comes off?
Doth thou gaze? Whimper? Whisper? Or scoff thy intermost contentions!!!!

Neighborly love,
Hath thou been sold into madmen's slavery?

Hath thou yet come out?
Is there anymore left?

Or art thou savoring???

i wonder how you feel
burgundy sweat upon your chin
when your hear the clink
of paper thin glass
in your ear
how do you hear
against intermost words, so crass?
am i so indistinct
when
daydream is your only meal?