should all these words be a fabric surviving your nakedness
when you get off the shower in time to read my message,
and just before you choke in your chuckle
wondering what my bad habits have fed me today,
the sun rays feeding from the glow of your skin
and reflecting on to my damned mind,
that image sculptured on medulla;
let me steal you for a ride.
Through the flurries let my lips embrace your body
and when you think you’re scared, look into my eyes,
it’s the real you in there;
standing before me in full moxie,
poison in her eyes,
my pride having it’s last.
You should see her stir the beauty of the world,
resting on her head like a crown,
a royalty that got me down on one knee.
Tonight I’m aiming for the bullseye of your fantasies
and I can tell I’m almost there by the sound of your breathless moans
so go ahead and tear the last of my bedsheets.
My backs is all tattooed in your scratches,
sometimes it’s dangerous around you but I’m born for the rush
and you’re at the edge of the world now,
jump and I’ll catch you.
Let’s dive into our space,
an infinite bliss and moments to relive.
In my arms your demons sedated,
we can steal a look at the promised land
just enough not to make a mess again.
Paradise in your lips!
Who mixed your portions?
I want to empty your curiosity,
fill your head with my name
and every time whisper it through a gasp,
like you want me to stop
but the storms in your eyes rage otherwise.
I can read your mind out loud,
the goosebumps on your skin are like braille;
quite a writer you got.