"The Name of the Man in the Yellow Hat"
You, my friend, are white chocolate mocha.
You smell so enticing.
...Can practically taste you in my lungs.
But once you get past the cherries and cream
it blisters the tongue.
You blister the tongue.
You're a clever rapist.
You walk in court
But everyone knows what you are.
These are serious allegations.
Oh, the deals you'd make when backed into a corner.
Sleep well tonight.
We've found your prints all over the surface of ignorance.
"There may be more inside, Jim!"
And you'd planned to go out fighting.
But that first shot hurt so much...
Somewhere among blood shattered bone, and bullet fragments
You'll find the conscience they stitched in at birth
when they noticed you were born this way.
"Damn thing's busted."
Just because you can doesn't mean you should.
These are my boundaries.
Let it go.
I'll be waiting for the one
who can steal the breath from me.
Sing me to sleep.
Apnea.
The one with lightning in her fingertips.
Touch me that way.
And I'll lay next to you forever.
The one who
can get to "that level"
with me
The other consciousness.
Freedom of the mind.
Oneness
Divinity
Purity
We could leave these blacklights on, cover the windows,
and stay this way forever.
Entwined
Someone always has to pee.
"How are we gonna take showers?"
"Oh yeah. Except for showers and going to the bathroom."
I gotta be honest here
I really just wanna feel your tongue
In the back of my throat.
"take off your pants."
"I still haven't put them back on yet."
Someone.
Anyone.
I'm begging for a face to paste on this vivid imagination. |