Declined altercations

representing direct solace

Pleasure of thoughts and experience.

Porno tunes on dreamer broadcasting.

 

There's something wrong with the way you picture me.

I'm not done with you.

 

Chaotic flow mesmorizes

Trapped in a daze.

 

Blue love. I am a teardrop. Possibly good, but unbelievable.

Green love. I live for you, and you don't know why I love you.

 

Reality erect. I live off direct solace for alleviation.

Whining, my skin feigns for his touch.

 

Craving the delectable.

Sick for a puff.

 

Enjoy the sensation, the world around you, baby.

Sugar, my trial and tribulation, take a trip with me.

 

I will wait for another kiss.

Chasing the opportunity to feel alive.

 

Submerging into submission.

Tailoring explanations to the feared to feel loved.

 

Dramatic obsession reminds me of your heart beat.

Reading the meaning of this fate.

 

You. Smart. Sensual. Aggressive. Melting into me.

Me. Penetrated. Anointed. Nostalgic. Growing inside out.

 

You are everywhere. You are in everything. Intangible.

I was left with only your scent. Tangible.

 

Here, take me!

I thought you'd love me. Do you like me?

 

Expending all my spirit's energy for speaking to you.

I really hope I have something cool to say to something new.

 

Grain of sand became a mountain.

I climbed it at night, when relaxation took over.

 

You came to me in the same way.

Dreamy and corrupt, our togetherness.

 

So, black rose, grow if you will.

There never was a choice.

 

I want you and that is all I want.

I want love, and there is no other option.

Author's Note

change for the worse, let it be.

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face to face, silent ennui