My mind is consumed.

Drifting through the shadow of fear
As I protect you beneath these tears

With each tiny kick taken by surprise
Your delicate sillhouette I have come to recognize

Taking one step at a time to shape you
My angel, this is what my life has come to

Anguished spirits have withered to an end
With overflowing strength my heart offers to extend

Enhancing life with a lusterous glow
Emry Rene, always follow your heart and never let go

Confide in me, your feeling deep inside
While your path may change, you will never have to hide

Never let the worlds charming facade deceive you
I will stand by your side as we depict the view

I LOVE YOU EMRY RENE LLAMAS! <3 MOMMY

you
      walk
            naked
                  and dripping,
from
      the shower
                      
and stand,
             as i covet
                         your
                              absolute

beauty and magnificence.

ardent desire,
               raises goosebumps
on
   my skin,
             as lust
                    lights the fires.

your
     eyes,
         rake over me
                      and i am left
quivering....

we come
         together, with    
              mouths full of greed,
lips of desire,
             skin so tender....

that the touch
              of fingertips,
                   scorches and sears.

but burn, we must
             and burn, we will.

as we ravenously, take our fill

gorging,
           feasting,
                      devouring,
                      ­              desire.

this is our .....
      love's funeral pyre.
                      from which
the phoenix,
        each day arises...
             ...more incandescant.
to await...
          with longing
               fervent and asmolder
          
the next match's
                   striking to love's
                           lusterous fire.

There, an vivid effigy on my mind,
your lusterous eyes were on me.
Brightness to my pitch-black existance,
sweet remedy for one broken soul.

Together, facing the tides of time,
our unfathomable contingence.
Caressed old wounds yet beat my heart,
all but the smallest fraction of you and I.

How magnificent is the bourgeoisie!!!
How is the proletariat feeble?
There is but the naive capitalism
Yet the laissez-faire rot!

There is not a single dismay,
Non prolific is the gray!
The lost souls of aristocratic,
However, shall pay!

The lusterous scrappers
Orenated, the walls drape of  ravishing sprays
No nuisances, no broken window panes,
For now the children dont play!!

For haven't I done more than,
What the society deserves!
For I am the creator
Of the brackish bays!

A cross of tin
A cross of gold
Both round my neck
Two chains
Around and around
Double forged
Tin and gold
Which to adore?

Crossing loops
At my throat
Known symbols
Through and through
Giving sacrifice
Renewal born
Tin and gold
Which to adore?
.
Two pairs encircled
Manubrium to nape
Black leather strap
Lusterous metal chain
Redundant or inspired
Imagined or required
Tin and gold
Which to adore?

Remove both
Then what remains
Skin and bare chest
Beating breast
Tired body
In need of rest
Tin and gold
Which to adore?

Ringlets removed
Torrid collars
Off my neck
Into bed
Resting head
Tin and gold
Which to adore?