I have completely lost myself within the reveille of a dream
so, drink up sweet decadence I cannot ever say no to you
and cannot feel bad when it feels so good to feel life
and love once again: its been such a long time coming but
i feel good…to pour Life
down upon me makes me feel
so good because i know i could
never pay back to you Father,
to love me.
How your hands bleed with the blood of my heart —
you hold me gently. And i feel good enough for you
to forget me. D ream up sweet love. And i completely
lost myself and what i am to ever say no to you.__.
i never should have allowed you to completely conquer me.
And this Hell feels good now while out of Love. And my
heart still burns forever pouring Life down into a wish
‘ing well /can i go now?\ for you to love me too.
:: 11.08.2022 ::
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IF i could make a wish for anything your smile would be the one i would wish for life.
How peaceful without a breaking heart i’d wish.
If peace came upon me / i would wept and never sleep and how wonderful
sleep use to be \ believe me.
You are the canvas of beautiful strokes of a brush so silently
sometimes all i need is all the beauty i see in you my sweetness.
The wonderful world all with you.
Sometimes all i need is the breath
your breath inside of all of me.
And if you should leave me i would
say how wonderful life could be.
Can the world show anything to me
if i’m living without you.
How wonderful Life is with you
and how wonderful if you left me
that showed me love once in life.
How God showed me what Love is
How God gave me the moment in time
that gave me a reason to live Life.
:: 06.11.2022 ::
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My Sweet Lover of ages / the Strange Claims Adjuster
of mysterious poses \ within a world so cold
making pink ice cream ponies,
How we scream sometimes at each other and spit in
the frozen air /touch me if you will upon my stomach
where all butterflies are tied
up \ —-> i met the corner
with the skin of my soft hip
and sanguinolency masterbation
spread outward into the castle
where we went || deep inside
the body of our MIND
ABYSSOPELAGIC lust! Oh okay,
the next morning we went hunting
(after that funky time) for panacea.
She took me within her arms with
more than two eyes burning inside
(the lights went out) I fed her
special green grass and she sang,
“Taradiddle” oh wicked __ nikki.
I spoke a word, “
Mercy” but i could never buy my
Life back with any money ||
Kisses mellifluous while watching
syzygy align!~ We grind.
:: 07.03.2022 ::
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LUST is a sticky thing
I touched it once
and never have removed
it’s vicious luscious
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