Lost Love Lust

Categories: My thoughts.

• conceal.

  A small man opens the door, his stumble indicates a hurry.
  I walk through and feel weightless.
  His trinkets jingled around him as if they were welcoming their master.
  A strange contraption I had never seen before danced on his desk in quite the joyous manner, that is until he commanded it to stop.
  “Cease your dances silly creature! [...]

• arcus senilis.

  With what satiety your nurture holds my sweet belief, it’s in our fearful hearts we find relief.
  With the scent of distrust, it’s my inscription you entrust.
  Sobriety of lust, your virtue is a must.
  Around my neck your amulet, envious encapsulate.
  Malicious predation, false facade of indignation.
  With your sound in my calling, it’s you I hear falling.
  In between [...]

• burgundy.

  There was a certain satisfaction in loosing all meaning and thought.
  The taste was poison in her mouth, yet it was this she never fought.
  Let’s stare into the sun and hold our tongues to the soft sound of yearning.
  Its you and me we’re learning.
  My mind a maze, your eyes will gaze.
  The pursuit is key, resistance unnecessary.
  Hands [...]

• crossfire.

  I light a cigarette and rub my red lipstick all over it.
  An elderly woman passes by me and by the look of her face I could swear she hated me for her entire journey of two seconds walking past me.
  I decide to walk into work two minutes early, perhaps I would feel younger.
  Maybe I would [...]