I have
no idea of you – by pressure to undress you – by torch to behave badly. so much
dread in sins such the best in me where it must be you. good freedom or freedom
suppressed some climate in us. I never felt taboo before, I was enlove before,
but it rendered its execution. so much drenched out of me so grogged by you
while today is New Year’s Eve. turquoise tennis shoes or a gleaming white bra
beneath a cocaine beige t-shirt. such denims as glued to skin where memories
seem celestial. a big heart a dropping soul while we shall dance silently—looking
down shaking heads moving feet. genetic genius or graveled gates so gorgeous so
gallant.
a calming tigersnake or a gem made
of tigerwood while so close I need to respond quickly.
saffron weeds or jasmine grass at
deluxe intensity. I was looking, I knew I didn’t see it, but eyes torture sweet
cadence. so cut by me or mere mention of dreams while a man was so infantile.
clownwork or its crownwork into jewels or screams at diligence to unbelt
tension. those days in hell those charms never so appealing while every lie was
destiny. too needy. not needy enough. I need you to need me – as more than
clemency or more your flashlight as offering no repentance.
unhappy beauty while I lose to dreams
such supple unforgiveness. a man begs for love, a woman selects love, it’s hell
when it changes. but a rich man might, a poor man will, while we assess based
in possessions.
I have no idea of you, by pressure
to undress you, by torch to behave badly. so gray in skies so much trust on a
first date while loneliness becomes its reasons.
so bitter to speak to you so much as
admiring you so confused inside you.
would letting go help?
by new wine or nets and snares or so decent I must respond quickly.
