Wednesday, January 14, 2009

the silent cage

she is reminiscent
lost in thought
...he enters. And she is silent.
In her noise.

deepest heart of hearts
you know not
what you enter upon
a girl on a mission
(she will neglect you)
and make you feel

want
you've never felt

mistake
to take
from her
that which she most
desires

love


simple and deep
complicated and without measure

all that she is
all that she breathes
stolen
without a second chance
...without a heave of your beautiful chest

and still...
she smiles
cuz she still feels
heaven on her lips
hands on her hips

...numbness...
on her penciled quips

So...she
Craves
Orgasmic
Treasures
True

(make me feel something
deeper than dull rage
...but softer than this silent cage)





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