He cares about me
Little grey ghost chases
Sadness blazes in your face
Used to be almost over you
But it is a dream
Love cut deeply & beautifully.
Teacher used an old needle
No bone to put poison in
But if an ocean of affection would
Fetch them
For they know how to play
Hound feeding off him
Then he will always let the animals
At us
Favourite of no men
Beg me as she can devour his companion
Between sex & rotting pie
Only I am porcelain
Marble poetry
Full with a sense of wild
After I walk here
A kiss... yet ask to see you
Sleek growling
Hungry was softly purring
Once good leap
Seep in
Growling chases everywhere
Fly by
Investigating teeth which nip
Never know about that
Could blush.
Desire lingers like an old trick
A brilliant cold
Perhaps heaven and peace
A gift only special here
Drink this dark graceful drink
My sleep is safe though
Decay haunting laughing
Pray for night
Celebrate life become ice
Sad boy
Do as I see
Are you that afraid
Soft velvety voice
Must come and hear the magic
Quiet dazzle in a suffered universe
A child makes things ferociously
You ask why and I say everything
The secret prisoner could live
Vast night air
Remember yesterday
Hard glass liquid window.
Daughter looks at life through
Naked sacred heart
Curious companion
Feline who never dies
Wake from beautiful fever
Learn and understand
Fire from words like smoke
Those we bleed free
Like blind steel circles
We know
Soon you will let go
Young stars give meaning
Pictures wear away almost translucent
As their chain changed our present
Coloured in black
Like fresh kill
Never will he say it out loud
Overly dirty by my hand
Cunning hunter
Born in as of animal.
Give up or scratch
Smile and pounce
Man of messy scratches
Clouded here
The grass is brown
Do it to surround
Dance sweeter than baby breath
God of morning
Have joy like this mourning.
Stay in our bed
Remember the question
By then slow
Give me your best work
But for his gamble
Melted at morning light
So little to do
Together we are bound
Nuzzle on our pillow
No champagne
Water in this street
Bold when funny
So some see more
Come out self
Have more explore
With a stiff eye
Shorter than long stripe
Said so tiger.
If wishes were fishes
I'd still be sorry
Quiet awkward in my head
Words that hang
Between
Just right and
Harder fault
Make me okay.
I am sometimes
Violently opposed
To meeting new people
Only because I don't think
I'm quite done with the ones
I had.
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