# random

The gentler plea, if you could sway away

Cushioning a subdue, an absinthe flavored taste

Please love, ring me, when you come late, not just lash me like goat

I will glow you a moon, I will write to you with my untainted lips

The moisten, as you reprise

You can come and arrow me down, forget the abuse

I am yet again misused, around the circling womb, and the amalgamations

 White wall, flattened, and immersion with a pain, a harmony uncalled for

Finger lingers, and touches the upper skin of my navel, the nails painted red

A hued room, slowly spurts a sensation, in the lucent of flickering hot bulb

I see you, like I saw you

I am sucked with a gulping down fear, timid as I ride

Between us, the settling grieve, as the rolls of carnival frames up

Air, too, snatches an escape

I befall, I drink your water, the fluidity runs down my veins, like yesterday,

Day before yesterday, and before that

You sulfur, you witch

You cosmetic, you fatal