Are You Sex?A Poem by -Insertnamehere-Just my take on what sex is for a lot of people, or what it seems like. (Not my take on sex all together, I know it's about love). Once again I wrote this a while back.
Sex Do you wrap me in silk satin dresses and pink heeled shoes with nails painted red and the husky voice inside my head, breath against my ear Sex Are you black and blue or white as snow that blankets my memories so Are you sex Flat as an open road leading to nowhere but your destination And I walk outside everything a blur of black and white like your body crisp with new emotions building up inside of me until I explode, “What the f**k is happening?” Shutters closed and windows closed I breathe that last breath before you turn into a sea of medusa’s monstrous heads Because now is the time for me and you and you and me and the fairytale that we are who we want to be But these flowers are dying petal by petal until I cannot love you love you not Are you here but far away or are you here but not to stay, I miss you Wrapped in blossomed arms against cold iceberg nights You are iceberg cold, iceberg warm Sex Will you hold my hand and lead me astray from another day of much disdain and whisper in my ear that it will all be okay Sex Are you sacrificing life for life in trade for newborn hearts ready to grow when really you screw everything up? Are you still here waiting for nights end when he doesn’t have to hold me any longer and can run to free land leaving me no more stronger. Hanging as a dead peach from a tree of apples you and I me and him together I stand and scream, “What the f**k is happening?” Are you dead yet? Sex © 2009 -Insertnamehere-Reviews
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5 Reviews Added on December 5, 2009 Author-Insertnamehere-Seattle, WAAboutThe name is Oleksander Silas. 18. Male. I reside in Victoria. I write but I also write through instruments. Explosions in the Sky. Sigur Ros. Jonsi. William Fitzsimmons. This Will Destroy You. God .. more..Writing
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