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I change and exchange pieces of me for tapas portions of you, a smigging, a mere bite of delight.
I sleep alone with my fantasy, I rest in the rhythm of an aching heartbreak. I disregard the hurt from my heart aches and pains, palpitations and attacks just to feel something you've given me.
I push pass empty tugs, vacant blank stares and dive into the depths of nowhere, to get away from here. Neglect tone down and double down on blackout fears and tear of losing it all. This roulette wheel will surely get me killed but I choose not to give light to dark blind spots steady moving into the fast lane. I play recklessly in traffic an accident waiting to happen. Hopelessly seeking passion.
I do without your kiss, your touch, your presence and create a world of imagery. No remedy for the real, but since at present real does not appeal I fore-go movement to set in still, here I touch the calmness of your will.
You are sadly mistaken. The truth you've forsaken because you are not privy to the situation.
My light still burns. No longer fighting gravity for its place among a multitude of competing stars. It's buried deep inside, grounded by the safe shelter of self love.
No, "you" can't see it because it's not for you.
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You enjoy having me dressed in please. Kissing me through closed doors, ear to phone, breathless moans. You take pleasure in having me strapped in need. Busting my back out, slaving being strong. Been miles of too long. I maintain in sweat, soaking wet. Covering absence in blackout smiles all the while, wadding knee deep in a hungry incomplete. Camping in green grasses passed, dropping seeds in shallow root, grounded blue with you.