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Liquor in my head I want you in my bed
That's the text I sent

We went from wandering crowds
to the shall I call you asked

We met
went to bed

But the night didn't end
You molded into the way I bent

Legs almost braided
Fingers interlaced

And I knew I'd never been held just so
How dangerously vulnerable I'd become

In your hands
Between your lips

Wetter and harder
how easily we reacted

Our hearts I thought would explode
Beating you on top of trembling me

It was perfect dreamlike
the closest I'd been to a fairy tale

There was that desperate catching of breathes
from the space between our lips

The purest sweat
from our most primal tumbling

And we held tight so tight
to any part we could hold on to

Our movements in awe
of the fluidity of pleasure

And we held tight
Me to you

You to all of me
Pulling me even closer

Physical emotion
through the echoing vibrations

And I'm thinking about you
in ways too deeply

Of you being deeply
inside of me
Life gets better
You have to believe
Have faith in the storm
Even as deep as the darkness
Things will get better
Persevere
The storm
Has an
End
Come to me in morning
before I'm covered over
with blankets of the day
before I'm dully distanced
by reason and agenda,
the guard still out  at bay.
The human body is a beautiful thing
It’s all emotions and organs and strength and power
Wrapped up in a seamless casing of warm flesh
With blood circulating throughout each limb
Meant to function no matter what occurs
And thus one might think that God or Science or whomever

So brilliant and wise would make us a little more… resilient

So that my emotions wouldn’t be a befuddled mess
Certain organs wouldn’t ache with pain and desire
My strength wouldn’t fail me when I needed it most
That power wouldn’t hurt those I’m near
The flawless skin I was blessed with would still appear as such
And I wouldn’t be leaking blood all across the floor
If you want into my life
Leave your baggage at the door
I've got enough all packed away
And I've no room for any more

I know you want to be with me
And I want to be with you
But, box up all your past mistakes
And you know what you can do

I've room to house all sorts of things
My cupboards are all bare
But, baggage like you're carrying
It's not stuff I want to share

If you want into my life
Leave your baggage at the door
I've got enough all packed away
And I've no room for any more

I went through hell a thousand times
Packed a bag inside my mind
for every failed relationship
And times I was caught blind

I want to have you in my life
And share our hopes and dreams
But, pack those bags up in your mind
And help deafen out the screams

If you want into my life
Leave your baggage at the door
I've got enough all packed away
And I've no room for any more

Whatever you did long before
Or even just last week
I don't need it here inside
I don't want to hear it speak

I've room for things..material
Like books and clothes and more
But if you bring bags of emotions
Then you'll not get past my door

If you want into my life
Leave your baggage at the door
I've got enough all packed away
And I've no room for any more
if you witnessed the Earth
dry up beneath
your feet
with every step
& all that you breathed

would you will your body
to become
a permanent post

or risk the heavy drought
of all that was
your worldly host

praying that the vague
& volatile sea
would grant you at least
a bit of reprieve?



you never seem to leave

& honey
it worries me
the way your tone beckons
for my company




then falls into ashes
whenever
I come clean
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