EmperorOfIceCream
Senior member
Poetry sucks
like your mom on
crack
it drains you
feeling
good
is dissected daily ? the winding path of good fortune is
nothing more than a Whtimanian
dream abandoned by the existential post modern lets not care groupies who have taken over
the world
I love:
eyes deep as Merlot
skin tender like a first kiss
flesh tingling up and down my body
reverberating through my muscles and challenging the depths of eroticism
heart pounding dives through clouds of snow
down mountains as I freeze and shiver and scream
not knowing whether she loves me, as I lean in for a kiss only to be met by a warmth so deep it defies understanding
my friends as we sit in silent communication
the mystery of rushing water beyond the bend, behind that thicket of mossy evergreens ferns thick and wet and lush
and love
God Damnit
I love
love
love
that feeling of explosion inside your heart, as adrenaline and whatever chemicals are pumped through
me as I see her, and feel her
yes, feel her
who cares where it comes from?
do we need
to understand
and deflate
the mystery
it sickens
me
makes me
blue like the lights in vegas
empty like a hangover
who cares?
fvck
like your mom on
crack
it drains you
feeling
good
is dissected daily ? the winding path of good fortune is
nothing more than a Whtimanian
dream abandoned by the existential post modern lets not care groupies who have taken over
the world
I love:
eyes deep as Merlot
skin tender like a first kiss
flesh tingling up and down my body
reverberating through my muscles and challenging the depths of eroticism
heart pounding dives through clouds of snow
down mountains as I freeze and shiver and scream
not knowing whether she loves me, as I lean in for a kiss only to be met by a warmth so deep it defies understanding
my friends as we sit in silent communication
the mystery of rushing water beyond the bend, behind that thicket of mossy evergreens ferns thick and wet and lush
and love
God Damnit
I love
love
love
that feeling of explosion inside your heart, as adrenaline and whatever chemicals are pumped through
me as I see her, and feel her
yes, feel her
who cares where it comes from?
do we need
to understand
and deflate
the mystery
it sickens
me
makes me
blue like the lights in vegas
empty like a hangover
who cares?
fvck
