HOLOGRAPHIC HEARTS

Your illuminations and incantations will linger in the lanes of murky memoirs and half lit cigars.

only the shards of passion glistening - torrents of shattered hearts and visages stream across the midnight’s skin like of a forgotten lover’s evanescent touch.

not some guilded, ivory towers.

she watches the gilded diamonds that stars be, enlighten the distance of his warmth;

the longing gaze of May creates dismay, and holds her heart in wilting stasis, wanting to feel the heat of where your finger traces.

words that echo through the churches,

and stop the heartache that comes to lurches.

i’d crawl, kick, and trip to get a grasp of your lovely hips.

The only reasons for existence.

The sea-foam that bedazzled our humble earth with Aphrodite clung to her legs with longing affection and twangs of lustful hunger;

Her chest was ordained with vice and luminescence that would give the stars a poisonous envy;

The gall in her character was external, but her heart will open and release the divine love and force of what God had intended as nature being one with man.

Save me the despair, and turn my lights out.

leave holes where love was lacked.

Tenderness was lost once you left.

but not what you’re not ;

I win when I will,

lose when I want.

once in one’s veins, the devil laughs.

that’s why only a bullet is needed to the brain,

and the heart to be run over by a freight train.