How romantic, How aromatic You are, when the flame bathes with you, When the flame searches for you Over the hollow Earth. You’ll lay, You’ll stretch With the rope wrapped about your hands For the miles you’ve sought to leave the day Behind, in a…
Dress yourself In the evening’s current, In that skin you use to crawl Up to my eyes. A pillar stands tall For your numb form. Let thunder race across, to bring you to life Once more, deep in my sight. Cover yourself In your own…
Like two petals, crossing over The other. Like one flavor, the sweetest in my mouth, Better than the flavor of sugarcane, For your eyes have the entire world within view. Your eyes, and your cries, Have my universe to behold. Love takes form, And will…
Come what will,As you, to me, the most potent pill.What will be, for my mindTruly kind?It will be you, within the greatest streams of bloodAs rolling fog.No longer will tears move their waves across my cheeks,Resulting from the sadness of absence,But, in everything from you,…
Like one wild summerIn the prairies.Like one spread of two legs,Among the apples, your breasts,Among the scent, from your skin,Among the forests beneath, and the skies above,I will drown. Like the world around usCollapsed into us,Like the sun that blossoms its radiance on your temples,We…
How does one outliveA thousand-and-one heartfelt gestures?With a heart full of fear,I beckon you to hearHow I shower the walls with my tears. How would one burn throughThe ceiling of Hell?Beauty recedes with your eyesBack to memories inside your mind.Like silver tides, your tears are…
As though the ground beneath my feetSaw itself fitTo open up, and spill forth the salivation,From a mouth,And from the longingThat had granted itself, openly.You knelt there, upon the surface of the soil,Upon the pavement,And breathed a smile into my hands.A little treat for your…
I looked towards the best of graces,Feeble and fevered with the best of facesUpon idle curves and forms inescapable.She was known as the best harlot,In a palace filled with indescribableLust and hurled pleasures. And, upon the platesThere were eyes stuck to faces pointedAt all contents…
She has controlled her beauty with evenness. Symmetry within every detail, and symmetry, especially among her smile. I have asked myself a question, if love would be the thing to hold her hand, or perhaps I have, as a flawed man, all the while. I…
You drop your idleness upon my spirit,Your quietness upon my mouth,Your beauty upon my flesh,And your tongue runs like a whip against my throat,Lost withinA cave that echoes sigh after grateful sigh,Dear woman, with tresses made of ebony,Add all stones, and all pleasure,To this form…
