Brings to life my rotten core

Devours my marble stature

Leaves me yearning

Wanting more

 

Such a delicacy for me to indulge

and I implore..

“Would I be a heathen, to ask for more.. and more.. and more?”

The anticipation has me  knocking at deaths door!

you, so far away

and i miss you more and more everyday

i need you the affection and care

i miss the times we shared

i only hope you think of me too

and how i wish i could see you

yet distance separates and time does not go back

i can only treasure the past that i now lack

will i ever see you face to face?

i long for the warmth of your embrace

you tell me

what i need to do

to get closer to you?

 

true

i am a recluse

with the communication skills of a neanderthal

and yet still.. i fall

So there is hope for me after all

 

it is quite intriguing the way i am dwelling on this

letting my reason flow amiss

just for a kiss

no questions if

i want to, for you

the place you have given me in your heart..

has enhanced me

You

the hidden component unlocking previously impossible abilities

no need to trivialize with over think

deep in our hearts we know

the synergy overflows

into Magnificence it grows

 

he wrote to me in the deepest of night

even before carnal pleasures could be imagined or manifest in reality

his predictive prose

his foreboding poetry

set me free

prepared the setting for what would come to be

we lavished and bathed in all its glory

something commanding in him made me weak

no choice, i must take in deeply all he speaks

nothing uttered could be ignored

by my double-edged sword