I am Your Canvas

Green-eyed canvasGerminates from wild sparksLit by tributaries you draw on me Red the lily of the IncasYou flow through me like theAmazon from the Andes mountains Orange clusters of lifeSurrounding me as pleasuresArouse flesh with hot touches You are the center ofMy tree where life is fed byThose tributaries you draw on me

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Magnolia Sweet

Skin leaching brown hues like fragments of oozing figs gone badWindows reacting with endless weeping of humidity trappedVases with parched flowers thought to bewitch and beguile usAre eaten by dust mites exploding with toxic, endless self-shameShrouded in enigmas an ill room of wicked waywardness cameCrack by unnerving crack she brought it down with her blame […]

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Riding The Years of Love

feeling you as the stars are heating our passionate nest with fiery embersreflecting on our youthful skin, and secret crimson frolics with intensitychambers in my heart, beating fast, lay unrestricted by your touchglutinous boundaries of cerulean I sail windlessly through as I clutchmy chest, like your love, at times, is so consuming, it is too […]

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Lashes to Ashes

echoes of carriages on cobblestonesjourney like dim shadows over hillsoil lit lamps flicker with secret whispersfeigning comfort to a cortigiana di lumedrinks of fear served in fickle gobletslies shifting as masked faces dancesnakes biting flesh, stings of deathone flawed brevity of rancorous tongueprocured a stake and vile ignition ashes of a courtesan seized by a […]

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Lust and a Coffee Cup

Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already […]

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Mistaken Pleasures

Crimson cheeks and curled confusion, you wear upon your head,Satan’s satin covers and putrid odors ornament your bed.Countless corners hold your breath and tremble at your power,So many times, your favor won, with the pardon from a flower. A tongue found bitter from your taste, and yet it won’t recoil,Implanted in a weakling’s eye, another […]

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