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Bad timing

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To breathe…
(Just) to be…
I AM sure
That is all,
She is wanting…
But me…
Oh
selfish me…
Craves to keep her,
For me
& only
ME!…
Not in a cage,
But
More than likely
A very elegant leash…
My hands
Would never dare pull
Without her permission,
Since I prefer
To control
Not physically,
But mentally…
So
To be,
Speaking
Completely
And
Honestly…
I yearn
Like an innocent youth
With all of my might,
& All of my soul
Whole
heartedly…
To have it be,
Just her
and me.
Constantly,
Wrapped in one another
Deeply
Heavily breathing…
Unfortunately.
She’s been a slave
Far before
I started lusting
For her
So
passionately…
No matter
How badly
I would give
For she,
Only
Wishes,
To be
Free…

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A monsters ransom

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-iT
Doesn’t care,
iT
Wants
To Be lost
In iT self…

-with all iTs distractions
Peripheral visions
Collideoscope
The heart felt….

+ diluting
All that’s around
iT
Can’t comprehend
The ágape…

+ so iT
Crashes
Head on
In hopes
iT’s purpose
Properly translates…

– push
stampedes
To shove,
When the blind
Brush along the walls.

-Occasionally
Bursting off the ceiling
When
There’s nothing left
to stand on…

+Offense
Shouldn’t be taken,
For that in which
You know not
There of.

+sadness
The constant passenger,
iT
Continues to love…

Her, quiet distance

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I’m soul curious,
As to
What’s go’in on
Up there?

I can only imagine
The view.

I climb
And I climb,

But the clouds
I wish to lay on,
Shift deeper
Into the queue.

I’ve figured out
A couple patterns,

But regardless
What’s down
In the valley,
Is all controlled
By you.

You may be swayed
Wherever the roads
Are paved,
But you follow
What you find as true.

My only worry is,
It takes a while
To walk those steps,

I’d hate to see
Where your mind
wanders,
If your heart
Is askew.

In the land
Of black & white,

The emphasis
Of the sigh

Is but a
Pantomime,

(Further more)

The warmest color
is blue.

Sour Grapes of the lonely

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I’d be lying
If I said;
Tonight I’ve
Only had
One sip…

Lying
Among the many things,
That pour out
From my
Curved lips…

Bitter
Inquisitions
Can wait
With rich tastes,
As sweet as this…

Now drunk
With
Eager “love”,
I demand an
Aggressive kiss…

But With no one
Around,
I laugh out loud
And just,
Hiss…

Casper the…

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As I attempt
To find a difference,
I also search
For something more.

Seeking the traits
Of those, That are gone,
Like an habitual
Anxious chore.

I’m seeing
The same ol’ thing,
Further straining the eyes
That quickly sore…………..

Why do I
Miss you so,
Why do I
Find you in others?

Why do I hate iT
When I find iT
If at worst
We were lovers.

You caught the bug
Well before I
& by the time I
Caught it, it was over.

The memory of you
Is enhanced with strong drink,
Further pushing me off
Of sober………..

My eyes,
They play tricks,
Or you’re everywhere
That I AM.

You get prettier
Each time
Dragging me deeper
Into damn.

What unfinished business
Do I have,
I don’t
understand.

Lost is the ghost
That isn’t ready to leave,
The in-between of this
Slow dance /Forbidden land.

Caught Under surveillance

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As I attempt
To find peace,
I only anger
My self.
Sitting still
Isn’t for me,
The passion I seek
raises the endorphins
To yell!
Get up & stampede!
But the attention
Is hard to bare,
When I can’t carry the cross
All by myself.
You see only
What you understand,
As such, it is blurred
By the unsure & the doubt.
*So I sit*

Winters withdraw

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My Shepard
Built me
for abuse,
It turns out
That I was meant
to be used.

So I in turn
Can hurt
Others,
With the hopes
That let the blind
In their youth.

Love
Is fragile
At first,
Hardening
After trust
Mingled with truth.

Dividing
is & use to be,
With psychological
Ways to soothe.