Fragments

Shattered glass scattered along my mind,
Each piece a reflection that makes you,
Original, one of a kind, beautiful.

Placing the pieces back together for wholeness,
Each fragment brings a new reflection,
Day by day more and more of you is repaired.

A mosiac of shyness and condemnation,
You are the mirror that shuns its own reflection,
Do you realize your potential?

If I put you back together and made you one,
If I carried you so that you would never break again,
Would you realize your fragments are incandescent?

A clash of theories on what your reflection shows,
Self doubting and the other knowing the enchantment,
You are a mirror upon the wall.

Summer

An angel that hovers in the corner,
Watching with her newly found vision.
She is the nightmare not the hope.

Does she even realize the torment,
Her light brings disaster and choas.
She is blinding not all seeing.

Floating as if held by the water,
Above the sea that is drowing me.
She doesn't breathe life but death.

A cold touch, a frosted breath, darkness,
Does she realize she is the deliverer?
She was the death to my love.

Unexplained

The arch that separates to the inner side of you
A forming of lines that makes the day feel brighter.
From this there comes the positive.

The piercing of the brown orbs that show you everything
Would they show the feeling hidden inside?
From this there comes the mystery.

An untouchable flame that is most inviting
But at the same time so distant.
From this there comes the negative.

A time that allows anything to happen
The fleeting notion of what Pandora left.
From this will come the answer.

Just Because

One day I'll fly away
Leaving everything I know
Hoping for the teachings of
Of that which cannot be spoken.

One day I won't be so blind
I'll have vision to see what
What others have yet to see
And words they have not heard.

Today is the begininng and the end
End of the day of realization
For what my mind has seen
And for what it has observed through speech.

Tomorrow is the past
Present of what is now found
Yesterday is now forgotten
Never to be lived, seen or spoken of again.

Tonight

Tonight I'll be your naughty boy,
Devour me, touch me, rape me,
I'll take you to complete ecstacy.

Tonight I'll be your sexual prey,
Biting, licking, inhaling the scent of sex,
I'll ride you until it hurts.

Tonight I'll be your dirty slut,
Breathing, touching, ramming,
I'll make you cry from the pleasure.

Tonight I'll be your taste of sin,
Burning, yearning, gasping,
I'll tie you down, blindfold you, uh.

Tonight I'll be your lust,
Dreaming, unreachable, real,
We don't need to touch, just...breathe.

Tonight I'll be your whatever,
Sex, fucking, laying, fondling,
Can you hear that? My breathe?

Tonight I'm your uninhibited slave,
Do with me what you will,
But remember the consequences.

Whisper

Perversion of the thoughts,
Led by the echo of tongue,
Inherent heat of the shaft,
Climaxing when orgam is whisphered.

Steaming pores of vellum,
Explored, bitten, forgivingingly raped,
Ravage this outer shell,
Make this whisper become reality.

Intensify this sweltering dilation,
Cause the destined rupture,
Reach the innermost part of form,
Make this whisper split to both.

Intertwining extentions. Breath.
Interchangeable positions. Trace.
Inevitable climax. Relish.
Silken whispers. Of you fucking me.

Longing

Cast out, the views irrational and ironfisted,
Shattered dreams, undone and long forgotten,
Veiled longing, bare and dormit, now disenthralled,
Damned eternity, embryonic and interchangeable,
Forgive Father, there is but one sinner, the bastard child.

Vivid imagery, escape and illusion,
Aging shell, bewitching and extant,
Emerging manifestation, alusive and inescapable,
Condescending pater, oblivious and bitter,
Damn foundling, redemption, it for the sinner, ah.

Unbareable witchery, lustful and incipent,
Irresible ungodliness, taboo but revered,
Blossoming conceit, overpowering and worshipped,
Unconscious eradication, distant but contiguous,
My longing to know self is realized.

Let Me In

He is there just a few steps away,
I'm wondering what to do just what to say,
Judge me, him, both of us if you may,
You cannot make this passion go astray.

I'm here waiting for you as I always will,
You intoxicate me like a drug, a jagged little pill,
For you I would die, for you I would kill,
For you I cannot get enough to fill.

I close my eyes and picture two becoming one,
Father would die for his sinful, bastard son,
But I cannot resist you for it is already done,
I want to wake with you to the gleam of the morning sun.

Never this honest about who I am and always will be,
You are the piece to the puzzle that will complete me,
Your are the ebb and tide to my once lonely stark cold sea,
To your inner most thoughts I would love to explore, to flee.

I want you to want me the way I want you,
You are one of the very select few,
Please tell me to what I must do,
To bring you to my point of view.

But time will tell I cannot make you love,
Hold me close like the hand to the glove,
You will be my greatest sin,
Oh please my lad just let me in.