I pase the walls
and growl at your clothes
what's considered hallmark
is really a prose
so sore to hold her
i'm left re-scarred
while
thigh perfume paints a thinning world
i open your bones
and scream down the halls
with the conviction
of born-again vegetarians
turn wrong
i'm locked inside
a door slam and seat belied
it seems
I will be trapped in here forever
misquito thoughts
aggravating
the curl of sensation
deep inside my heart
where i can see us fucking
deep inside
but give her only a shard
seeing i
grow from Your whole being
enchanting my worlds to run through smiles
to nurture escape from a generated laughter
and shine upon the moon