The Mirror

i looked up into
a cracked mirror
so i reached out
to touch the surface
but when my hand
met the smooth, cool
glass surface
i realized that it
isn't the mirror
that's broken
...it's me...

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My Burning Heart

The passion that i've waited for
All my life, I finally found
But it's fear that i feel the strongest
Because i'm frightened by the madness
That it brings out in me
This hunger that i can barely control
It's like a film upon my skin
i can feel it every waking moment
This part of me long buried
Ablaze now that it's been set free
Like flames fed by oxygen
My need is exhausting me
Leaving me spent and trembling
i want to lose myself in You
Every bit as much as i want
To run from You
i'm sick from withdrawal without You around
A sickness i never thought i'd feel
Love is a bully beating the hell out of me
And i let it because i can't stop
Injecting myself with You
Soon there will be nothing left of who i was
And the silent screams inside my mind
Will be all i can hear and the thunderous
Beating of  my heart... my burning heart...

Sudor

Just a little more, don't stop
Out. of my mind..and i
Never want to stop
Every sensation bliss
Sensual agony pulling me
Into its whirlwind
Now a touch, then a kiss
Gripping You to me
Fire that burns us
On the inside bursts out & shoots upward
Raining down, consuming my soul
Master of my heart, body and mind
Reaching hidden depths
Just a moment more, please
Orgasms crashing like waves
Numbing my thoughts
Ecstatic babbling from my lips as i
Surrender to You again...



"Sudor"
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Acróstico

Far from lucid
Over and over thoughts
Rotate in my mind
Even in my dreams
Viewing nothingness
Endless and blinding
Running from myself
But returning to square one
Reaching for the intangible
Obvious but obscure
Kissing the promise of never
Epic fantasy created by delusion
Never to be fulfilled

Inside where hope dies
Gold plating that flakes off
I'm looking away now
Voided dreams flash by
Entering though unwanted
Understanding and accepting
Picture perfect ugliness


"Acróstico"

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Loveburn

pictures without color
words with no sound
flavorless food
when You're not here
shit, Baby it's like
life loses meaning
when i can't touch You
infinity becomes finite
i'm in a movie with no plot
in a book with pages torn out
i'm stuck in a
black and white reality
i think i left my senses
in Your pocket
along with my smile
my comfort and my
former view of the world
my fingers don't even feel
when i'm not touching You
Daddy this is crazy
i'm body without a soul
there's only down
because You took up
i laugh and i cry
alternately because
i can't even get my damn
moods right
i can only sit and rock
like Sofia in that cell
until You come back and
get me right

Loveburn
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Beautiful Hell

Frozen madness
Like storms in a beautiful hell
I see oblivion in your eyes
Only then do I allow myself
To think of your mocking laughter
As you pull me down
Into your sweet chamber of horrors
Dark as night, broken as my soul
You're my secret sin...


"Beautiful Hell"
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Broken Toys

You and I are a pair
Of broken forgotten toys
Just laying at the bottom
Of a toy box
Long hidden in an attic
Hoping to be remembered
Like the remains of an old dream
Or a childhood fairytale
You a headless soldier
Me a dismembered doll
Trying to find each other
In the dark
But I can't reach you
And you can't see me...




"Broken Toys"
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Milk From My Lover

No fruit, no vegetable can fill me
No food, no drink sustains me
No meat, no fish
Like milk from my lover

Some like water, some prefer wine
I'll have neither
When I thirst, I only partake
Of Milk From My Lover

It feeds, it satisfies
It quenches, it heals
It saturates, it's ambrosial, it gives life
Does Milk From My Lover

When I need it, I ask
May I have it, please
Will you feed me... I crave it, my dear
The nectar so sweet and into me I take
The Milk From My Lover


"Milk From My Lover"
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Peekaboo

You've been playing peekaboo
With my happiness
Since we met
Now you see it
now you don't
There it is
now it isn't
 Here it is
 there it goes
If you want me
Just say so
just stay
If not
no more games
Just go...



"Peekaboo"
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Constant Companion

Pain is an old friend
Sometimes I think, my only friend
 It never leaves me
It is my constant companion
My faithful lover
I'm never alone
My pain is always with me
It embraces me with passion
 It covers me like a warm blanket
 It's there when I go to bed
It's the first thing that greets me
when I awaken
I'm a vessel and my pain fills me
Like a hot liquid
 And then becomes my tears
The ones I shed when no one is around
to see them
They burn to the touch
 My pain completes me



"Constant Companion"
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