Left to your own devices,
Left to yourself,
No proverbial race,
No race barriers,
What is it that you would do –
Dear,
What is it that that you would indulge in,
When you’re empty,
And yet so full.
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Devices – I
Left to your own devices,
What is it that you would do,
What is that you would explore,
In the deepest crevices of your mind,
In the entryway to your psyche,
In the rambling mish-mash of your beautiful, twisted thoughts.
What is it that you would set alight, if you could,
What is it that you would look at, with wonder, and with delirious fancy,
What is that you would give wings to, in the burning territories of your feudal lands,
What is it, in the dark, wonderful, seething corners of your mind,
Would you, dare if you could, make sweet, sweet love to.
Beautiful.
And,
with all the scars,
that come out,
at times,
scars yet unseen,
scars that have made their mark,
scars that might not go away,
With all the scars –
will you love me,
for who I am.
Man-boy
And who is this figure,
Talking,
Talking to find his voice,
With his body,
Not as fragile
That big, ol’ body –
Praying to be felt,
With them big, ol’ shoulders,
That don’t quite fit,
Hanging,
And dangling around,
‘Cept the words,
Them big, ol’ words
– what about them?
Well, words,
They’re just words.
Word prompts
Permeable,
I make myself,
To let all your warmth and light in.
Grounded on air.
Play with me,
Tease me,
Gobble me up with your mouth –
‘Cause that’s all I live for.
Pristinity on Umngot River
Being next to each other,
Drowning in your thoughts,
Taking in your aura –
A silence like no other.
Glimpses
This might not be what we had hoped for,
But yet,
What if it’s exactly what we had.
A Sight into My Psyche 