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DAMN.
We would’ve been perfect.
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They all came back.
All of them, with perfect timing.
After deafening silence,
But still.
All I want is you.
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I’ve wanted things bad before
But I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted anything this bad. And it’s scaring me. It doesn’t make sense. I’m waking up out of dreams, shaking because I keep thinking about that kiss. Those kisses. I’m distracted cause when I am in silence my thoughts go to you, I try to roll over to get composure and my body just gets tense all over, a burning to my core because that’s just how bad I want you. Is this what you do? Mesmerize women who don’t have the desire to want Euphoria only to loose it. Make them feel heaven without penetration just solely using your gazes and searing their bodies with your finger traces. God those hands, I squeeze my eye lids close meditating on how you touch me over and over again. I had passion before but you give heart. If I pry to see what’s on the other side you take my hand, lead me and show me the most beautiful parts. How am I supposed to let go of you? How am I supposed to not feel for you? All of this suffering and the irony of it all is my love pangs are for something that’s not even real. This is the most alive I’ve felt in the long time but God doesn’t play fair. Nothing makes sense here.
No God doesn’t play fair. Maybe If I can remember that I can exhale you. Cause when the moment expires you’ll move on to life and I don’t think I can survive being left with remnants of what I never had with you. But thank you, for making me feel things that i thought no man would care to. I know you have a selection that matches closer to your preference and that you have a right to. I won’t lie, if you ever found a reason to make your way back here, there will always be room for you.
Where do you go
when you disappear?
You never fail to find me at the rendezvous but I have never tracked your travels.
Is the world beautiful?
How precious is all its splendor?
I taste nectar on your kiss
The faint scent of exotic botanicals linger on your garbs
Your skin has a glow I’ll never know because you’ve stepped out into the light
and I find myself always here
In the shadows of memories and sentimentality.
Right where you left me.
The place you call home so conveniently.
Peace be mine.
The goat escaped in the midst of expediency. A past not her own at her hooves, wounds tattooing her flesh, blood adorning her white coat. She wondered into pastures that seemed to welcome her, Ushered in by those who shared her likeness, swallowed her intuitive instincts and grazed each grass blade with the purest intentions. Everything so much greener. Gratefulness. It was compelling her. It numbed her anxieties, guided her steps to security. These new pastures were where she needed to be. But as she became relieved, little billy, who was somewhat a beacon of the the pastures so green,with horns upon his head at the ready, was succumbed by chaotic uncertainty. There’s something about this newcomer that was threatening. Even though he had just found her so refreshing. And so the charge began. Even spectators are not sure what happened. A moment of playfulness and armor disarming becamethe means of a war zone that left our poor girl limping. And she’s still processing. It doesn’t make since. None of it, especially the fact that she can’t help pitty the savage and confused little billy.
When will the glow around you
start to dim? There’s a thousand haunting cruxes of circumstances hovering over you but no matter what, you glow bright. I was convinced I could unsee just how bright you gleam until I clumsily dropped my face after over indulging in liquid courage carelessly. From near your feet I’m left to look up and sure enough, that gorgeous glow keeps my eyes stuck. I’ve tried to satisfy my appetite with crumbs from your table, tried to keep the salt of your pre-claimed love pangs for another pouring over my flame. I’ve tried to bite the nerves on my lips numb so I could no longer feel your lingering kiss, impaired my hearing and vision with the laugh and adoring smile of your seed that lives but nothing has removed the stench of the desires of my heart. How did moments with you become some of my inner most longings? I remember walking the path I traveled so many times, not once straying but then you, my flower drew me away. You called to me, supernaturally, and with a certainty I long forgot I could ever have, I came to you blindly. I want out of these neck of the woods. I don’t know how to navigate here. Every time I think I see a way out, a shimmer of light from conversations so bright invade my peripheral. I pray daily for God to capture my thoughts, I don’t want to taint the soil where your seeds root. They have been budding long before I had ever came across you. If Christ has mercy and lends me his strength I can get by on denial and daydreaming.