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Blowing KissesI blow kisses at her back
She thanks me
without looking up.
She's overflowing with kisses
but all aimed away...
I circle around
Blow kisses and more kisses
that strike at the top of her head.
She looks up to hand me a folded heart and show me away
-her hand on my back-
to again aim the other way.
So I move on to another
and blow kisses in her face
She catches them, unseeing
looks at them with empty eyes
and finds some practical use,
cutting them into pieces
without a word
for some project I cannot understand.
She looks at me
but there is nothing to give back.
I remember staying up late with someone once
blowing kisses into each other,
absorbing light and throwing out more.
Smiles shared as we basked
in the inner glow we were consumed within.
it's not the same.
So I tried with him instead.
I blew him kisses that he took and then advanced
but he wasn't seeking that inner glow
and when he breaks away it's as if we never touched.
I blow him kisses,
he takes them
Allegorical Feelingindescribable, isn't it?
feverish, saturated emotions
overflowing from the inside, cannot conceal it
never wanted to try anyway
limitless sensations overwhelmingly
yearning to be touched...
i couldn't have said it better myself
licorice flavored and it sticks...
ostentatious, isn't it?
very, yes very
even if you try to hide it
desire is pouring from your eyes and emulated in your fingertips
your body is glowing with it
oh, and you're blushing
under the skin
may i? it's mouthwatering
open your eyes and look, see
every single thought...is you
Beautiful's an Oxymoron"There is something s a t i s f y i n g about squeezing someone else's pimples." He said, running his fingertips meticulously across the skin on my back. He looked for that tiny excuse to pinch me until it drew blood. His car was parked along the curb outside my house again and it was January. Which meant he reminded me again, "Salt your sidewalks, I think that ice is going to kill me someday." The kitchen is always cleaner when he's here. The faucet. I always check the faucet. If he's here it gleams brightly without flaw, mirroring my face back at me, making my nose look big. I have always wondered if that reflection was the more accurate one.
I spotted a white one on his shoulder but I didn't want to touch it.
He'd pluck out the tiny stray hairs after he shaved. I will never understand why he doesn't just shave them too. He told me I was beautiful, looking in my eyes, and I hungered for his s m o o t h
My Five to SevenThe days grow long, then get l o n g e r
Though the light of day grows shorter
And I've got to be strong, then s t r o n g e r
To survive until five without you
If the darkness is the absence of light
Then the absence of you is d a r k e r
And like a crystal to the candlelight
You are the prism that bends life into scattered rainbows
and you've saved my five to seven.
They say God gave all things o p p o s i t i o n
so when contemplating my disposition
you are the right to my wrong
and I discovered I needed you all along
because you save my five to seven.
The Addictshe craves beyond life
something out of reach
normal not enough
a world inside her head
dreams and nightmares a pleasurable escape
everyday the everyday everyday
up and down today yesterday
melting nows and nevers
vulnerable target he takes
she still craves
this marionette has no strings
dancing inanimate object
no it's not
it's not it's
n o t i m p o s s i b l e
it stops now it stops
life can begin
greatest giftmy greatest gift
scrawled across bleached pressed wood
blotched on t-shirts and jeans
stained fingers, inked eyes
disconnect from today
reality lost in dreams
life passes by
my greatest curse
today is precious
touch the air of morning
smell wet paint of today
lay in puddles of leftover yesterdays
and bask in sunlight of fleeting moments
let go of fantasies
let the balloon escape floating
smaller and smaller
a dot of blood in clouds and sky
my greatest gift
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