PoeticaL's PoetrY diary
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12:10 a.m. : 2002-08-05
he is history
my history
carried torches
to bonfires
scorched by
my vanity
he is menacing
the stature
in the mist
the reason
for my deep
chasm of bliss
can't forget
never
ever
his lips
on my wish
he is haunting
painting evil
into thoughts
he is swimming
in my veins
i hear him
saying
can i please you again?
whispered husky
liar liar
in my ear
writing pretty
nothings on my brain
lie to me
i like this game
tight my lids
wrapping around
blind pupils
warming sins
fuck me with icicles
your fingers
taking me
digging deep in
so cold so cold
make me warm
with your liquid
pouring within
the one thing
i can't steal from
you is the one thing
i am reeling in
mark my flesh
with your ink
of pathetic
i'll sink in
slipping on the lust
breathless inhales
sex defined by
your smell
cut me
bleed me
lick me like stamps
sending the last piece
of the puzzle
to the universe
the information written
that compiles a
picture not half
but in whole
biting my lips
in your wish
bleeding into
mouths like
frightening eyes
staring out from
the death of bliss
entangle your limbs
strangling my desires
crawl inside me
stuttering like a fool
pushing at flesh
to escape
be my inner prisoner
trying to file out
day by day
murdering the
innocence of my soul
leave your mark
dripping down
my thighs
my own fingers
saving your touch
licking sweet sugar
away from your lies
i forgive
because once I've
met the animalistic
i am it's slave
trapped in a cage
i sing like a growl
i've had the taste
of you
and i cannot stop
the hunger that lives
i cannot deny
my rage
your eyes are the
eyes of humility
the light in the dark
the sky enveloping
my body
your desire embers
the red spark
the fire between
my sheets of poetry
i want nothing from
you...
i just want to eat you
taste you
lick you
become you
i want to be the one
not me, not us
i want to be you
oh to see you stand
up and try with all might
to walk away unscathed
realizing that the
swiftness in your retreat
has somehow died
as you fight to
simply crawl away
you swallow what once
i have only bathed
i am the candy of hate
you will always be hungry
i just want to eat your will
i want to be the wound
your wound
that will never heal
he is history
something twisted badly
i want lust like this
with your sweetest love kiss
