You’re very Sexciting
Some people lie until their fiction turns to facts in their minds
Just because you’re convinced no one understands you,
doesn’t mean you don’t understand them
Sometimes you need to forget about rules, when it’s time to create
the intensity of thoughts
diluted by the sensation of frozen fingers dancing on the keyboard,
thoughts disappearing over the miles to where you are,
smiling at the image of you in my mind,
reflective…always… of being close enough to touch you.
The poetry has faded like a drab painting hanging on the walls of time,
echoing the ill-gotten moments that pass off as a cure to feed off inspiration.
Dead words lying in a pool of thoughts,
clouded by veiled faces, hardly recognizable.
Even spectacles can’t focus coherency on their expression,
half understood garble that re-emphasis the lack of bliss,
lack of concept,
lack of time within the vacuum,
borrowed time until the soul was sold for an unworthy price.
Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once