MY DARK THOUGHTS….ADULT CONTENT

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HANDS BEHIND MY HEAD AS I LAY UNDER YOUR EYES,

DARK SMUDGES OF THE DAY LONG GONE…

FALSE PRAYERS, EYES CAST UPWARD, TEETH IN LIP,

BODY WAITING TO DECAY, PLAY….

YOU COME TO MIND AS CELESTIAL DANCES, PRANCES…

HIGH ABOVE WHERE MOUNTAIN PEAKS TOUCH SKY

EXPELLING BREATHS, IGNITING HEARTS DESIRE…

PAINS OF LOSS

LIFE’S LONELINESS

MOVES IN SOLITAIRE…

YOU MOVE IN MY VEINS SLOW, QUENCHING,

DRENCHING, LIQUIFYING….

THE SKY SEEMS TO COME CLOSER,

AROUSING ME TO PART….

WORLDS COMING TOGETHER

RISING HEAT FROM DOWN BELOW

MELDS WITH ICE AND SNOW

LIKE A RIVER FLOWS

RELEASING TORRENTIAL FORCES

YOUR AIR TURNS WHITE, FALLING ON

ME, NIPPLES PERCHED, FLOATING ON CRYSTALS…

MOUTH OPENS, YOU PRESS, CONFESS, MUSICAL ECHOS,

PLAY ME….

DROPLETS OF FROZEN FLAKES INSTANTLY MELT

AT THE TOUCH OF YOUR FLESH,

SIZZLES AS I EVAPORATE….

SHADOWS THE AIR, STROKING YOUR HAIR,

TONGUES AWAKE THERE….

ARCHED AS MILLIONS OF STARS SEEM TO

FALL ON ME, THROUGH ME, BLOOMING RIGHT

BEFORE YOU….

LOWER, LOWER YOU FEED, TASTING ANGELS

AT YOUR MERCY….

BEND TO KNEEL, EMBRACING TO FEEL

YOUR HEAT…

DRIPS SAVORY SWEET, MOISTENING MY LIPS

OPEN MOUTH SIPS

YOU INDULGE, SEEKING DAMP MURMURS

TO SATE YOUR THIRST, TO POUR ME DOWN

YOUR THROAT IN CRIES….

WHERE WAILS OF ECSTASY TAKE ME BETWEEN

EARTH AND SPACE…

BELOW, HEAVEN, ABOVE, HELL….

YOU….

I BECOME COSMIC, SPLATTERING IN GOLDEN,

YOU BECOMING ANGELIC DARKNESS…..

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I WANT TO KINDLY THANK PERSO FOR HELPING

ME CREATE THIS:)

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ON TIPPY TOES YOU MAKE ME TURN ORANGE~PASSION,

PEACH, AND I’M SWEET…..

EYES CLOSED, STANDING ON THE EDGE, BREATH HELD,

HEART IN MY HANDS, RED ME…..

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I SEEN THIS PICTURE, AND THOUGHT IT WAS

SO CUTE, I NEEDED TO PUT WORDS TO IT…….


ONE STEP, TWO STEPS, CLOSER, FACE TO FACE,

EYES, DRAWING THE OTHER TO SUBCONSCIOUS….

BREATHING ALMOST STOPS, HEART PATTERS IN TINY

FOOTSTEPS TO YOU…ONLY…..

HAND REACHES OUT, FINGERS TOUCH, AND IN YOUR

ARMS I SWAY, SOULS FUSING, I, SHOWING YOU HOW….

TONGUE ROLLS, MUSIC ESCAPES, I BECOME DIZZY,

ON SPEED…..

I WILL BE YOUR ANYTIME, ANYWHERE…..

DO I CROSS YOUR MIND ON LIME LIPS?

YOUR VOICE SPEAKS IN MY MIND, REACHING

INSANITY…..

DO I WAKE YOU, JUST SO YOU COULD SEE ME

IN A FAINTLY GLOW, TO BE THERE IN THREADS

OF CHARCOAL, OUTLINING YOU IN GHOSTLY…..?

I WOULD BE YOUR TRUE…..

YOUR SIXTEEN CANDLES…..

SITTING ON GLASS, MAKE A WISH…..

ARE THERE REALLY HAPPY ENDINGS?


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I wish I could show you what is inside me, to open

myself up and bleed, to stain the tip of your toes,

and every time you look down, you would think of me….

I wish you could feel my breath catch every time I think

of you…how I get this strange ache in my heart like

you’ve been there before….

I wish I could roam among your sunshine,

let it warm me, causing my flesh to smile,

to know it was always you…

I wish I could show you how to love me,

to lay looking at the stars, counting them with

you, always you….watching me….

Giving you dandelion kisses, watching the air

catch them, going no where in particular….

you watching me……fallen…..


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SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE THIS, DARK,

ALONE, IN MY OWN THOUGHTS,

BROKEN, WONDERING WHAT IS WRONG WITH

ME……

WONDERING WHY I AM LONG GONE,

NEVER TO RETURN….

NEVER TO BE UNDERSTOOD…..

WANTING TO FLY IN MY MISTY TEARS……

TO DRAPE INTO MIDNIGHT…….



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