Drama Unit
Frostbite Intimacy
I get third degree burns when we kiss, lips wet, black silk
mouth soft as two scoops of German chocolate ice cream;
my favorite...
Possession is 9/10ths of the law, thus, I'm enslaved, owned
by a tender caress yours, each new shared experience sets
my heart a flame, engulfing to the point where breath is lost,
so in love, self is lost, back draft, no oxygen...
Mask emotions in the casualties often reserved for associates
or mere friends, pray for the never-end, pretend to not care
as much is pointless, loving you is rewarding like winning lotto,
the occasional sorrow is worth the hurt, depart from me never,
feeling like we are two halves of the same whole,
forever seems like a day when spending it with you, both of us
twins in addiction to ourselves mixing ourselves; emotions, sweat,
thoughts, feelings, dreams disappointments...
Stay or go is frequent thought 1,000 times daily,
both love crazy and love sick simultaneously, practically hated
you when we met, actually hate it went this far, hate "us" scared
my fragil innocence to the core where the belief in love depths lie,
knew it was surface, not like black holes, not like third eyes,
continual intake non-releasing, increasing infinitely at a pace
too swift, your love is too swift, I can't keep pace, first was too fast,
then just right, now it barely moves almost too slow to the point
where its better to lose than to remain standing still...
Often lose sight of the difference between puppy, unconditional
and unreal, surreal to the point where there is no point, except
for the one injecting your love, veins pulsuate with each hit,
each kiss, each lick, each nipple bit, each glimpse of our future
together, our past together, our present together?
Keep keeping me searching for a higher high, a higher fly,
a higher cry keep keeping me searching for the butterfly
who tells me no, but tells me stay though she no longer exists
I love her, leaving me left with you if your love is as true as you say,
show it, if not, share it elsewhere, if so, show it now...
Until then, keep keeping me longing for the day you say, "I do"...
I get third degree burns when we kiss, lips wet, black silk
mouth soft as two scoops of German chocolate ice cream;
my favorite...
Possession is 9/10ths of the law, thus, I'm enslaved, owned
by a tender caress yours, each new shared experience sets
my heart a flame, engulfing to the point where breath is lost,
so in love, self is lost, back draft, no oxygen...
Mask emotions in the casualties often reserved for associates
or mere friends, pray for the never-end, pretend to not care
as much is pointless, loving you is rewarding like winning lotto,
the occasional sorrow is worth the hurt, depart from me never,
feeling like we are two halves of the same whole,
forever seems like a day when spending it with you, both of us
twins in addiction to ourselves mixing ourselves; emotions, sweat,
thoughts, feelings, dreams disappointments...
Stay or go is frequent thought 1,000 times daily,
both love crazy and love sick simultaneously, practically hated
you when we met, actually hate it went this far, hate "us" scared
my fragil innocence to the core where the belief in love depths lie,
knew it was surface, not like black holes, not like third eyes,
continual intake non-releasing, increasing infinitely at a pace
too swift, your love is too swift, I can't keep pace, first was too fast,
then just right, now it barely moves almost too slow to the point
where its better to lose than to remain standing still...
Often lose sight of the difference between puppy, unconditional
and unreal, surreal to the point where there is no point, except
for the one injecting your love, veins pulsuate with each hit,
each kiss, each lick, each nipple bit, each glimpse of our future
together, our past together, our present together?
Keep keeping me searching for a higher high, a higher fly,
a higher cry keep keeping me searching for the butterfly
who tells me no, but tells me stay though she no longer exists
I love her, leaving me left with you if your love is as true as you say,
show it, if not, share it elsewhere, if so, show it now...
Until then, keep keeping me longing for the day you say, "I do"...
posted by SLUMP FACADE at 2:06:00 PM
"Possession is 9/10ths of the law, thus, I'm enslaved, owned by a tender caress yours, each new shared experience sets my heart a flame, engulfing to the point where breath is lost, so in love, self is lost, back draft, no oxygen..."
I must say that your imagery continues to impress me. This statement is indicative of that throat-tightening, breath-shortening, eyes-glazed, insides-tingling that many wish they could put into words when it comes to love.
Good god in heaven. These are beautiful. Are you a paid professional? You should be.