Entertaining Sensuality

Desire leans her wondrous body,
her captivating face,
away from the malevolent morals
and tries to cut a moment of Silence's temperament.
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She wants,

she yearns

TO just BE

left alone.

For one slice of Time is precious.

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Jealousy stares at her murderously

while Passion plays in the pits of her mind-

entrusting Desire's Susceptibility

but stepping delicately away before revealing what can't be reversed.

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Everybody's

needs.

Everybody's

hunger.

Everybody's

love.

Everybody's

revenge.

Everbody's

sense of Belongingness.

Rests haphazardly in her hands.

The children she can not let down. Not even gently.

Her Self just desires Freedom from. It. Them.

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She is a servant to Living.

A casualty left over from Life.

Desire is assassinated by a one-night stand with Satisfaction.

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Teased,

on the playground between Falsehood and Reality,

by the bully Emotion.

The teacher, Greed, proud of his student.

She is taunted by Promiscuity

and used daily by Selfishness

and the occasional enlarged Ego.

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She's voted in the superlatives of Most Loved

and Most Longed For.

But in her heart,

and in her head,

she'll step onto the dance floor on the cold, lucid arm of Loneliness.

A few times more, a thousand times over.

The Rape from Within

The night Loneliness slept with Vulnerability

their Lust procreated an unborn

named Promises Empty...

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Abortion thickens the

teenager's thoughts:

a realm of torment.

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Abortion is the essence

of Confusion lovingly lacing

her fingers with Entrapment.

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She abducts the girl's livelihood

while sabotaging a long-lasted

relationship of young, unrestricted devotion.

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She meets and greets the girl

with a wicked world within UN-planned parenthood.

Tosses her into the ring with no art of options: Murder. Let Go.

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Nine months enters an enternity

into the woman-child's head.

Homicide seems like the perfect suicide.

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Adoption surfaces subliminally: here, there. Somewhere.

He tangles the situation with a proposed plan.

Adoption becomes the newborn baby that murders Abortion.

Mannequin Musicians

One day songs will wear out,
like a thin sheet of ice chipped
away by a blade, those pseudo days
will drown you with self-doubt.

(they're gonna find your abstruse ways)

Your voice will falter,
your thoughts will backfire
but to someone who is not some one
I suppose it really does not matter.

(hurting them in the process.)

Move out with your movie-covers,
they are all that you are anyway.
The repetition of voiced lines
shows inability to be a self-motivator.

(Don't style to love her if your love is exhausted.)




and i can't find a way to finish as of right now.
finish it later but comments/constructive criticisms
are still welcome.

Cosmos Charm

We envelope each other

in a sunken treasure existence that

we only comprehend.

Dipped in a sea-shaped atmosphere

of silver glistening pearls of passion.

Wait. Step Back.

Passion is too simple.

It's a

Yearning Desire,

a Wavoring Wish,

a Savoring Satisfaction,

an UnDeniable Utopia.

Can't we Never Leave?

Is anything else even out there?

We threw icicles at time

and here

IT actuALLy FROZE.

For a ten minute decade

we swim in an aura of unison,

subtracting selves

and

floating in a solitude of intimacy.

You slipped your hand

behind my head.

Delaying my movements.

Don't worry, free spirit,

no one could make me leave.

Your hair glazed and

drenched in gold

puddles around

your delicate head.

All day, I could lie within its fold.

Lulling lullabies are raining

formation all surround us.

Our minds are tuning

the same sacred sounds.

I can read your mind:

the notebooks of your life and

post-it note passages of present love.

We embellish our muses.

These seductive states elegantly

shun my very shameless dreams.

They parallel no comparisons.

Our bodies correspond comfortably,

stirring our mouths to make music

of surrendering to belonging

This is tangible embodiment

but 'us' is still a nonentity.

My existence becomes alive

the moments your beauty arrives.

We suppressed every one else out there. Promise: not to tell them our story.