capt-beastmodeactivated:

You are a Capulet
I, just apart of the back ground

Peasant number 7
Selling bails of labor..
Watching you go to your doom ..
My love of absent phases..
I hold my tongue
Wish it were you..
Fading Juliet

capt-beastmodeactivated:

She got that Mike Tyson bite
That Dyson speed
Cleaned me spotless

Bottle hula hoop
lock and key

My pockets heartless

Tree sap tastes
obscured when chilled

I’m talking nonsense
Rainbow champagne
And I’m curled up
behind this
lonely staunchan

Feel me until
you can see
my words before I say
No..

Move your hips..
The way coral moves..
Mechanical pencils
Create movies popcorn
desire..

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In Italics kurus

capt-beastmodeactivated:

I enjoy a woman made up of
Vanilla

Never will I have spoon fulls of honey
before I sip

I love a woman rooted from
Cocoa Bean

I drink and no explanation is needed

I favor woman tasting of
warm tea hinting lemon

Soothing my bones and over stretched muscles
Finding non offending humor in Accents..

I just cant help it.
Tongue begs for flavor,
And I oblige.

capt-beastmodeactivated:

I want to kiss you till Nutmeg falls
from my hair..

Till cobble stones are worse for wear

Till Caterpillars have come
and gone

Till there is a new Summer song..

I want to kiss you until night becomes dawn..

I want you
At my lips
So you will never miss
A word of love that falls.

My soft lipped Muse.
Giver of stars
Holder of Moons lights

Id give the world

To kiss you till I fall to
slumbers calling.

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I Fall..
From pockets full of ashes..
She was right beside me

Feeling the undisclosed weight
of the world beneath our crooked spines

I smell Summer on her neck..
I taste Winter with a kiss..

I want to lay in the
Perishing, life sustaining
strips
..
Such a satisfying
itch

Flat foot
Springs
As
We laugh at the leafs
cover our knees