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My
Skin is pinned down
In crumbles to your sorcery


And
You've reigned
Supreme_a being
Bottling me in your whims with cursory


Unkindly
You've muse me to corruptions
But in the depths of your cravings


Every
Gentle kiss on the neck
Rhymes my whole body
In thunder-storms raving


In
Your eyes
Are thousand poker-portraits
Fashion amongst diamonds to spot
And set lose blown prides


You
Have shackled my mind
With what seem like pink ivys
And I'm charged with effervescent
So let's ride


The
Comfort zones
The undying desires
Of whence poets hold pencils
And write in the skies
Hoping the times stride them not dry


But
Now
Let me touch your body and learn
The language you speaks
For your sensual voice louds and echoes
The meanings of all the totems
The pre-colonial gods cried


A Sorcery Captive

Historian E.Lexano

○Recalcitration With Excellence○

○Still Your Favourite Romantic Poet○
The way you hold his hand I
                   Look down at mine and I
              Know you could never
                       Hold my hand that way.

You chose to love him over me
       Breaking my heart yet another time
    Bleeding me out for another rhyme
But no, I'm just raging in jealousy.

We are so compatible
       You and
              I.

But again, again, and again;
      You don't see how true I am for you,
   How much I have dedicated myself for you,
All the sacrifice I make for you.

Perhaps love is, indeed, blind.

The
Erecting
Inquisitive petals
Settling in the creamy-gray aromas
Of these Arabian desserts
Undresses the tales of the scheherazadian nights bare


Let's follow suit
Let's not cloven ourselves afar
But to mix these cold breezes and tales
With strawberries in treasured jars
Let's mar the very decorum
Painting to desecrate the sanctities here


Let every dripping sweat,be sultry
To make pools on these desserts tonight
For every minute counts
Every sigh amounts
How our mouths seek to melt astray
The wild flaming incense within


Honey!
These beds are full of roses
But know and learn "I'm Roman"
So Let's recite The Hail Marys
Counting every star
And dream but to embrace the heavens tonight


For the world is blind,but here his eyes

A Night In Arabia

©Historian E.Lexano
Left, Right,
Up, Down,
Backwards, Frontwards,
Everything is scrambled.

Like a labyrinth,
My mind is scattered,
I'm lost and confused,
I can't understand.

As I wonder,
My sanity is slowly going,
I'm saying things that people don't comprehend,
What has become of me?

I'm wondering thorough this labyrinth,
Not knowing the exit,
Praying for an escape,
Forever stuck in my own scrambled mind.
his caffeine kisses below gray eyes
pulled me out from my body and into the light.
our tongues danced behind our fragile lips and
tiny love bites graced time
marking seconds and our bodies intertwined
lying on a teenager’s bed.
and his arms fit perfectly in the arch of my back
and my arms grasped his shoulders because
he was the only thing I was holding on for.
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The
Repentance of her lips
To a kiss,Lingers still

           ❣
A flowering thought
Blossoming barren pictures
Of cubes I craze

           ❣
The ringing bells
Of whence the mind contends
With the trace
And hide distant
In the cups of the echoes

           ❣
That moment
When she funeral her passions
And boiled her innocence
On the coals of the coast
             ❣
The best,but again the worst still
These solitude winds can caress now

10:30 Flash


©Historian E.Lexano.✍

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