I see you.
There.
I see you before me.
Stare.
You’re not real.
I sense you.
Wait.
I sense you around me.
Fate.
You’re still not real.
I feel you.
Numb.
I feel you beside me.
Come.
I can’t believe you’re not real.
I embrace you.
Mine.
I embrace you against me.
Pine.
Can it be real?
I want you.
Vow.
I want you inside me.
Now.
What is real?
I have you.
Tonight.
I have you within me.
Delight.
It feels so real.
And I fall asleep fulfilled…
Tag.
Bomb.
Shake.
Clack.
Spray.
Paint.
Shake.
Clack.
I want to get high,
off your paint,
inhale your fumes,
until I faint.
Oh b-b-babe,
please grafitti my soul.
Freestyle your mind,
onto my heart,
cause your cans,
to overkill,
let your words,
speak through art,
grab your ink,
and let it spill.
Tag.
Bomb.
Shake.
Clack.
Spray.
Paint.
Shake.
Clack.
Immortalize,
your name,
cleanse my soul,
oh, repaint,
over the pain,
yeah,
tag my soul,
with your name.
Oh b-b-babe,
please grafitti my soul.
Leave your mark,
at my door,
vandalize my epmty core,
show me what,
you’ve got in store,
give it to me baby,
come on now,
I want more!
Oh b-b-babe,
please grafitty my soul.
Paint my soul,
like it’s a wall,
make it colorful,
let each brick shine,
spary yourself,
all over me,
’cause all,
I’ve ever wanted –
is for your grafitti,
to be mine.
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Not sure why, but I like to indulge
in the aftertaste of thoughts….
you awake, I sleep, I dream,
you stray…there….
Hairs stand on end, where
I begin…..
I would like to taste fantasy
on your fingertips, watch you
watch me…..
Maybe, I like cheap thrills,
never sated, mouth to the
sky, but not a drop, as I rush
with heat, toes painted….
Maybe, I need you like the sand,
raw, digging deep into my pores….
No, I need you dark, no sunlight,
no rays to slip me in a daze…..
I want to be consumed, a little,
not a lot, is that so much to ask?
I want to wrap my brain around you,
to pick away your memories, and only
leave me….
When you think of me, you wonder in
fields of moonlight, trying to catch my
silhouettes never to be forgotten….
I like to tease, savor you between
clenched teeth, turning me cloudy,
you and I playing in puddles….
My skin damp as you watch trails
of color paint me, slave me….
Will you be mine, just mine as we
dance slow?
I have drunk desire before
But nothing like the fire in my bones
Conflagrant within,
At your touch
I see it mirrored in your eyes,
Smoldering topaz,
Burning it to coal
Grunts and growls
Moans and screams
We are animals,hunting ;
You are preying on me
And I am drinking you in
High on the creamy manna
Ambrosia couldn’t taste better than this
I know now why they call it destruction
When two planets crash,
When you jounce into me
I can see colliding stars
Exploding senses
Like its the end of the world
Then the waves wash over and away
And I am drained of words
I close my eyes
Unwilling to watch you leave
Make no noise,
Disappear like a dream
I could believe,
It happened in my head
But you left scratches all over my skin
Illustration by: Geo Kalpataru
As your tears begin to fall
At the darkest night before dawn…
Stop!
Drop everything on the ground!
We will dance!
Dance in trance with my existence…
Tonight,
I Am, The Shaman
Chant with the beat of my heart
Come closer, open your mouth
Breathe my breath, my life
To the very essence…
Breathe in… Breathe out…
Until the water in the clouds dry out
And the sun comes,
Shining…
Behind the mountains…
You are healing. I am healing.
We are healing. They are healing.
Now, look at me in The Eye
Slow grind your thoughts with mine…
Lose my Self inside your Self
Until you find me
Drenched in the colors of your energy
Transform them to memories
Into expression
Into poetry
Not your ordinary fairytale story
The wind brings the feel of spring…
Ahh The Fountain…
Like trees and flowers
We will blossom once…
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