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GOODBYE

It’s cold,
It’s lonely,
It’s dark in my small room.

My heart aches,
My heart bleeds,
My heart cries out for you,
My soul flies,
My soul departs from me to look for you.

It’s just a night,
It’s just the moon,
It’s just the stars, but tonight they’re not shinning down on us.

You left my small room,
You didn’t share the night with me,
You didn’t count the stars with me,
You slipped,
You escaped,
You left me in total darkness,
You were my only candle,
You burnt out,
You expired,
When you left.
When you said
Goodbye.

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In the cover of darkness,
Night air is made for kissing,
lips meeting, honey licking,
chocolate lips of pleasure,
can I feed your appetite,
With soft juicy desserts,
something to nibble
fill your mouth 
with some creamy treatment,
with ripe pears full and mature,
ready for a gentleman bite,
fill  your mouth with swallow of pleasures,
full serving to satisfy your appetite 
Sharing the night will not finish up the darkness,
so lick all the honey, spice and sweeten,
honey,
put your face around the honey pot,
run your face around the cat fur,
till small tears drop like dew,
till you enjoy the natural wetness.
The moon hangs outside the window,
heaven is between our legs,
fill up the inner space, 
up to the bottom of the valley,
stoke up don’t miss out any pleasure points,
allow my lips to shape around your manhood
Taste the night and intoxicate with pleasure
Night air is made for kissing
and places called ecstasy.

UNVEIL

My desires are not strange, 
But sensual to attentive ears and eyes,
I want to unveil your body and
Maybe touch your soul,
let your ear incline to the whispers of my tongue,
without strains lay bare the innermost secrets,
Burst your bonds and free your soul, 
Let your eyes unravel twisted inhibitions,
This dance is pure fire not mere air, 
Oh hail thee sweet madness,
Take our earthly bodies to heaven. 

I should write about you,

But my fingers are always shaking every time

I think about you

I can barely hold the pen

Without flickers of disappointment

I find myself writing cliché poems

confused every time the word love

Crosses my mind.

 

There are days I forget you.

On such days,

I go on my business happy until I catch a glass of wine,

then all the bits of me that I had once glued together so neatly,

start falling apart.


The thing about addictions,

is that they remind you of people who initiated you into them,

flinging open doors of memories that you had tucked away in the dusty parts of your heart.

 

Smoke creates images of your face,

reminds me of how I couldn’t stand it

but I so desperately want to stand beside you

 now I am left chasing the wind.

 

I had stopped drinking.

I tried to stay clean,

Until my longing for you

 

I wish you were here.

I should write about you,

and then, maybe I will stop drinking.

SUMMON UP THE FUTURE

Two people coming together in the night summon up the future,
Rainer Rilke would say that about tonight,
Like Nepthys I am in search of Osiris body parts
I have the magical power to bind them together,
like your queen Isis making intricate dances on your body
to erect and resurrect every sleeping desire in you.
Your manhood will be the last part in your body to assume it fleshly form,
My hands having the power to evolutionalize it from it vegetable state,
You will give up yourself entirely over to every animal sexuality,
Open yourself up to every worldly dimension.
The burning desire felt in my breast,
Embraces your entire world.
I desire you and want to bend you to my will,
And influence every spirit of opposition.
Looking into your eyes I am overcomed frightened by the overwhelming desire,
The rest of my life can be shaped by your bodily responses,
The planet of love has been steering me towards this meeting tonight.
The sky been preparing this experience for us,
How we make love tonight have great effect on the cosmos for millennia to come,
Participate with me in this magical act,
lets merge in this sexual act,
Wrestle with our demons,
test our intellect too its limits
Journey to the other side of madness,
Our sexual urge is just another expression of a will beyond every individual
Tonight I want to share that with you

SUMMON UP THE FUTURE

Two people coming together in the night summon up the future,
Rainer Rilke would say that about tonight,
Like Nepthys I am in search of Osiris body parts
I have the magical power to bind them together,
like your queen Isis making intricate dances on your body
to erect and resurrect every sleeping desire in you.
Your manhood will be the last part in your body to assume it fleshly form,
My hands having the power to evolutionalize it from it vegetable state,
You will give up yourself entirely over to every animal sexuality,
Open yourself up to every worldly dimension.
The burning desire felt in my breast,
Embraces your entire world.
I desire you and want to bend you to my will,
And influence every spirit of opposition.
Looking into your eyes I am overcomed frightened by the overwhelming desire,
The rest of my life can be shaped by your bodily responses,
The planet of love has been steering me towards this meeting tonight.
The sky been preparing this experience for us,
How we make love tonight have great effect on the cosmos for millennia to come,
Participate with me in this magical act,
lets merge in this sexual act,
Wrestle with our demons,
test our intellect too its limits
Journey to the other side of madness,
Our sexual urge is just another expression of a will beyond every individual
Tonight I want to share that with you