Silky injections

 I do sometimes hope that love conquers all, I'll reach down in my soul and pull it out for you if I could.  I wish for there to be a love that comes along and breaks the irreversible deal that me and Aphrodite made A love so potent that it turns our roots pure white and causes every man to finally be loyal to their wife.  We give up love for a chance at more in life when in reality to feel like we need to love. Without it, we are not human  I wish a taste of love could land on my tongue, just a small little taste of good ole love. --------------------------------------------------- The urge came to seep into your skin and dwell.  Wanting to dissect everything you keep from the world.  Even though I can already write 1000 words about how much I want you.  1 million books and poems about you that filled books and shelves.  Although, I could never let you see me;  you may never even know of me.  You look right past me only to see someone e...

  Oh but the sun is shining down on us and we were dancing under her at dusk   We were illuminated by something that will one day engulf us, she had shown us everything, except her.  She never told us our fate; but instead allowed the human experience to flow through our stomachs. She had never felt the warmth of the sun that only she can give.  The moon rose to signal our time. Oh but the sun was shining down on us. Now we are here. Under the moon where we play; no one sees. Our fathers will cry in vain. Our mothers will perch and stay silent.  Under the patch we lay, until dawn. Oh but the sun is going to shine down on us.  To soak our bodies with sweat, to reveal the thick polished skin underneath that we crave to touch.  We get up and to reality we return. 

 only once did i need to reconcile with the earth before it took me.  to leave was not a pain, to scavenge was no more.  it was my chance to be consumed by maggots.  flesh torn apart and lapped upon until completely deteriorated, black and brittle like the dreams of men who were once youthful and young.  feeling that all that is left has already come and gone, just as a person who never took the chance.  never longing for more, but only sat and let the knot in their stomach constantly twist inside them.  not once ever wincing in pain over the flesh that they never removed the bandage from in fear of having what is inside to be exposed.