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I don’t want content. I want slight fear. Anxiety. I want a longing devotion for a twist of absence. The feeling of complete isn’t quite pleasing.

He wasn’t a good person, but I painted him to be and since I painted it, I believed it.

i loved all of you from your handles to your blues to the sadness which caressed your hues made you you and killed you with the dagger you called reality sitting on the top of the world

he was a lion i was desire i spoke his name as i grew higher i waded i walked i felt the ground as i looked across the water and there his hands go waving from left to right crying from wrongs begging to be right he dra…

I love you, but I’m more in love with myself and that’s the problem.

have you ever felt fire beneath a wing with a grasp of a hand the devotion one feels when passion takes the wheel we wade in frolic out run our hands play in doubt wondering where things go when they go what his name wa…

i saw you reading handsomely tangled hair lips smooth tips i loved i stared for a moment’s time felt eternity realized you were never quite there and in spirit i always seem to be wherever you are beside a mocha

i loved with a taste of his brain his soft sweaty mind i wondered if things become instead of be if things split instead of break shatter if eyes always seemed to wander if lips always told us deceit

he was a rose i was a thorn two with sins a dozen of none we flowed without touching grasping the air feeling for something which was never  quite there beyond it + us

I worked with him in a way where there was no need to align. We felt and the feeling was simple but complex. It was the intensity in our grasp and when it was done, it was done.