...
left forgotten in this color of the wor[l]d
and wishing it didnt matter to me
about this everything i dont comprehend
or why i chose you to be my addiction
because my eyes run and leave my vision behind
to stare at those that i wish to be consumed by
my thoughts aggresively dance with the memories of your touch
making the pink swell of my petals crave for your rough
because ive trusted... ive read and ive loved...
but my snow-white emotions in your hands
have been mentally smacked
poetically slapped
and shredded to transparent veiny pieces
and i hate that its worth it
tearing me open time & time again
just to paste, stitch & mend me
with your lips creativity
with your lips creativity
so make me scream
make these words bleed
make my Love get down on its knees
...
['AltarOfSacrifice' pix by Elton Fernandes]
whew...a little intensity to the love tonight...the tearing and rebuilding to make my love get down on its knees (submission)...nice wordplay in wor(l)d too
ReplyDeleteI like the double meanings in "my eyes run and leave my vision behind", and urgh, "transparent veiny pieces" is creepy (in a fitting way).
ReplyDeleteWow – raw and visceral. Love definitely hurts
ReplyDeleteIntense and good!
ReplyDeletetight and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteRight away you caught my attention with
ReplyDeletewor(l)d...what a great play on words. Visiting your blog is always a color-full delight. I hope you join us Saturday for poetics...head-up, the prompt has to do with color!