Bug On A Wall

“Bug on a wall, doe eyed, pressed to a window, steamed and well, comfortable..

I handled the last storm.

I’ve been meeting people who look like me again. I must admit I’m timid and shy to approach..”

Diver

The fire is live in me

I see the flames as they shift into you

One more time

The diver of my feelings

The hair on my arms dance for you

We remember

A moon cycle glanced your way

You made promises you kept

How I resent you for that

When I Go

Hold my love when I go

Sing him tunes of eternity when I go

Heal him tightly when I go

Bless him while rising when I go

Sow him with peace when I go

Promise new lovers who dance till full

Does it exist I wouldn’t know

What feels real is felt low I am told

Hold my love when I go

Form

She sways and she fades

Condensing as we name her audacious

Sometimes I shout it too

With her I had no clue

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My love comes in all forms

She’s cold and lukewarm

When she melts I melt with her

I have faith in her rigid lorn

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Chant and sing these warnings

She is everything

She is nothing within

On the mountain where I placed her

She was my only friend

.

I was free to scrutinize her

She was decay and serpent

Offered me to experience life freely

She wouldn’t dare come with me

I’d repent to see her nearly

Pink

Cotton pink undertones
Close by with gentle age
She was creamy, so soft
My eyes sparkled as we met
Pixie baby looking all confused
Going for a ride with mine
I sit silent
I study her magic
The way her skin rainbows
The concern in her delicate sweet face when I leave

Stay

His gaze entranced my very soul

Forever, I yearned him to stay