| I douse myself with water to cool my passionate skin to rocks where my fortune lays on the ground, ready for me to pick up, but tremendous to carry I carry myself with the dignity of a dignitary and the poise of a poison, ready to best myself upon vessels that seem to be hollow and waiting for my filling Waiting for my filling, I carve mysef hollow for the abundance I expect to deserve. A king's ransom for my heart, and highway robbery as my price for opening my walls to a slender man of love A man of love is a designed and engineered product that can melt the arctic winds around me to a slight southern breeze that embraces in lieu of petrifies the open-hearted soldiers whom seek to claim my passions as their jade-green fleece Jade-green fleece that never shone of gold is the warmth that keeps my skin smooth despite the freezing shadow over my shoulder, tipping ice into my veins to serve my passions as a cold beverage with my fiery skin |
| I drown in dye, in beds I lie of velvet sand and quiet bands, mouths of words so insecure. tapping feet to a restless beat. but here I lie as life walks by Rhythm fits tighter than my skin & I drum the beat of my life. Staccato, pizzicato, steady like the shaking of a lively tambourine Bright futures can only be obscured by dark eyes I stand tally, fall slowly and remember with difficulty I stand upon, I stand upon, words that separate like summer from autumn I lay upon and stay among the words that mark my thoughts Imagination corrupts thoroughly with poisons made of dreams and antidotes built of nothing If eternity would to terminate, then here I would lay upon empty stars and completed dreams |
| these days are the years that I will reminisce about |