Soul Structured Lines

Is it wrong that I wrap my words around you Carving poems into your flesh Is it wrong that when your words touch me I drip with lustful ink Words not need escape your lips So long as they are pressed upon mine With your fingers in my hair Pulling me closer, tight to you I'll put words in your mouth As they slide off my tongue onto yours Feel my body scream for your touch From more than just your hands Speak to me in explorative kisses Ones that long to travel to deep places Let the sweetness of me envelop you As the taste breathes life into your soul I yearn to be soft words you eat That you swallow, that linger in your head for days And I will open myself to your salacious secrets Spill them all over my wanting mouth I'll hold onto vocabulary you teach And work to construct beautiful sentences Comprised of how I glide along your nakedness And of the way I long to feed your sexual apatite I'll trace every part of you, searching to define Every inch of your skin Until I learn the language of your hidden cravings And find where the depths of your starvation lie

At the time of this poem Barely anything is coming to mind Creating words from the free flow of my head Daring to take chances with whatever I can think of Extraordinary things can happen when you don't overthink, still I Flail about in the forest of unwritten stanzas Gasping for air as I search for the perfect lines Help! I'm trying to keep from losing my mind If only words grew on trees, I'd pick them and write rhymes Just gotta take it easy Keep writing and persist Let the lines direct me where they will Maybe I will find myself somewhere No way to know unless I try Oh, how I dread my flame losing its spark Perseverance is the enemy to falling in the dark Quiet I may be but I will rise Raging flames will light up night skies See words of strength dance before your eyes Telling just how I've found wings to fly Unbalanced life to which I'll wave goodbye Villages of change await me and I will no longer fear Wicked worlds will not defeat me, I've spent too long here X-ray vision and the universe becomes transparent Yugen moves through me to serve as my guide Zen I will soon achieve

Time is not in abundance Life is short Do what you can while you can And don't wait Because what seems like will be the right time Could end up being too late We tend to take things for granted Our greatest mistake Cherish loved ones and show it Practice gratitude, appreciate Because we can only find meaning In the little time we have When we continue to make moments That are built to last

I'm designed for her to lay on I help her sleep at night But in addition to contentment I give support and comfort of another kind I am here for her to cling to When she needs someone to hold I'm stained with her deepest emotions I know thoughts and feelings untold I eavesdrop on her conversations Even the ones with herself I hear the times she goes unheard I can only listen to her cries for help I feel her tears touch my skin From nights she cries herself to sleep I am a soft place of refuge While she rests her head on me Pieces of her heart seep into my material But they're invisible to the eye No one can touch, taste, smell or hear it Yet I'm like an exhibit inside If my fabric had a language I could reveal all she's spilled But her secrets are locked in safe Because I am silenced by build I contain so many feelings That I can't ever set free My filling is more than polyester And nobody will ever see

Sometimes you can fall After your body releases With someone there to catch your heart

Sometimes a heart releases And you catch feelings Then land on your face hard

I want to catch sincere release That will catch and not release Precious and fights to maintain strong hold

I want to be a catch As well as a release Soothing liberation wrapped in gold

Many are comforted by a future that is predictable But the only thing truly predictable is that the future is unpredictable I predict very few see that And that even fewer embrace it Because no one likes accepting that simply living is a risk Yes at times we can predict outcomes But it's a detriment to spend too long trying Because if you base your life solely around predictions You will never get anywhere You have to ride the wave of unpredictability There are all kinds of possibilities you may never know If you don't allow yourself to expand and grow So if your affliction is finding too much safety in prediction Decide to fix it so you can see all that you're missing

Once I rode down a weird road And wrote an ode to things owed They didn't pay the fare and it wasn't fair Then said they'd buy glassware and clothes to wear Before we bid farewell they said they fared well on welfare I could have pulled out my hair till along ran a hare It came from nowhere and I didn't know where We made a strange pair since all I had but couldn't offer was a pear I couldn't pare The sight on site threw me off but got me through Who knew I just needed something new To change the scene and then I seen What it means to have company of some means It can snap you from your daze and make you believe in better days So I left and got myself an entree served on tray When actions aren't right sometimes you gotta eat and write to deal and that's alright A lighter to a smoke helps some de-stress when in distress but I felt lighter when I saw the light

I found her on the prowl Wearing her human disguise But her tongue is kind, it talks in poetry We're both just relief seekers You can feel the bloodlust From miles away She doesn't scare me With her vampiric desire I test temptation With words I speak If she wanted my consciousness She'd have taken it by now But she likes the taste Of my blood, when I ache To be touched, to be saved To get lost in escape She gives tenderness I crave Before she lets her passion wake I feel alive and unafraid Because it's always give and take And sometimes it's about the chase She'll play when I set that pace We both know she'll win the game Breath on skin, face to face When her impulse control fades And her aggression takes the stage I feel my heart increase its beat Because I love how I am all she needs And with the quell of her hunger I am renewed As she is So who am I to deny her the pleasure When I'm rewarded in release Of all emotions plaguing me

His broken sunglasses I kept a piece of To keep him close When he took a piece of me Now it's just a piece from a moment in time They represent my rose coloured glasses Blurred by the way his touch felt like magic Thought it was love at first sight Infatuation and lust more like I kept that butterfly pin from you too Symbolic of butterflies given to me by you It lights up like the way we glowed Everyone always said they could see it in how you looked at me And in that picture they took of us When we held each other softly like nothing else mattered "You both are smiling like you're in love" It's like we just couldn't help it It felt like I was growing wings And we were flying through the sky But lifespans of butterflies aren't long What we felt only seemed strong Treasures evoke memories And I treasure the memories Cuz I've never felt that intensity At the beginning like that before You didn't just let me go When I tried to say "bye" after that hello It's like you knew I wanted more And your own feelings you couldn't ignore I guess it's kinda sad we didn't properly explore In other ways I'm glad Sure, it taught me a lesson To not give too much weight to surface connections Knowledge as valuable as these treasures But it also gave me memories of how A connection can feel truly magical And even though it didn't sustain And had no chance of, honestly In this world full of coldness It's nice to recall moments sweet and pure Innocent and untainted by heartbreak

Sometimes I have fucks to give Other days I just don't Surprise! My fuck tank is empty I need to fill it with a bunch of fucks, but fuck I don’t give a fuck About not giving a fuck Therefore I don't give a fuck About giving a fuck Look I said the same thing twice Or did I? Who knows, but I wasted your time You're welcome and congrats to me I can't even give shits I tried that earlier I gave too many Now I'm tired So I'm gonna pretend this is a poem Worthy of writing And if you disagree, you know what? Maybe I kind of give a... Just kidding You're way out of luck I'm fucked, you're fucked, we could all fuck But I still don't give a fuck

For now

Oh, and if you're gonna try to be smart And count all the fucks I wrote To indicate that I gave more than zero to this page of art As if it means something, take note That I already thought of it, so you're fucked!

Sometimes I want to talk When I can't find the right words And it's too exhausting to look

Sometimes I need to talk And can find someone to listen But not someone who will understand

Sometimes I'll take the chance and try But I lack the strength at other times If it feels 50/50, I stay on my own

When I'm too vulnerable to missed connection Then I'm too sensitive to rejection Even when it's not the intention

It's just easier to be alone

Romantic love is not a need It just feels like it's required Really any form of love received Is enough to keep a soul inspired Whether it's family bonds or the gift of friendship Special love is something to treasure It's even arguable enough to say These types of relationships are sometimes better I know it's hard when your heart craves To have a love that's deep and strong But you can have that love in other ways Instead of waiting in sadness too long I do believe humans need love of some form But we should focus less on specific kinds As long as it's honest that's all that matters The depth of a connection is what satisfies

If actions served as poetry And people wrote purely by action I wonder what their poems would say Would they teach us to read more carefully So that a person could not deceive us With a cleverly crafted phrase? Would they instill the message that actions Are the driving force behind feelings And they always reveal the truth? So when someone says "I love you" We don't take it at face value And always look for the proof Love exists when words aren't present Should be felt through good intention And in attempts to make amends It is found in flaw acceptance Consistent cherishing of connection Through compromise and bends If somebody claims to care But makes no effort to repair We should see it as poetic lines It reads “they don't value you enough To face the bad and overcome the rough” Can you feel the way it rhymes? It's like the rhyming of blood rushing through veins With the flow that clicks everything into place Words and actions should coincide Honest love is strong and deep And though different methods are used to speak Sentiments conveyed should never collide

I would give myself the gift of inner peace Alleviate my fears and help my worries cease I'd give myself closure that I never received I'd undo damage that others did to me I'd eliminate thoughts that prevent me from sleep I'd cleanse out dreams that cause me to weep I'd wash away regret that haunts I'd kill paranoia that taunts I'd be less hard on myself for mistakes I've made I'd hurt a little less when I feel betrayed I'd set anxiety from trivialities free I'd make way for joy to enter more easefully A state of inner calm would be mine to have and keep I'm pretty sure I deserve that at least

If we walked the streets without painted faces Took down our walls for every conversation Did less talking and a little more listening We then might discover just what the world is missing If we saw each other as human beings in spite of different races In spite of disability or sexual orientation We would recognize that the flaws are in what we've been taught to see And that we can step towards perfection when you move closer to me We would find shared struggles lie underneath different circumstances Relatability isn't in events, more in how you've been impacted Trauma comes in many forms but scars us all the same Yet we judge each other on the outside frame Divisiveness is a disease that plagues are species It lets lives be taken without a second thought It decides worth based on social status And determines someone's value based on career paths It says those are unlovable who can't be of service Yet leaves no room for contribution beyond preset conditions

We are sick with discrimination A deep infection of the mind It erases capacity to open our hearts It eats common sense alive Every human needs love to thrive Maybe if this was what we chose to recognize We could eliminate those poisoned by greed Spread riches of the world to people in need Fix the broken parts of society Give opportunity where it hasn't been provided If Worthiness of love and acceptance were granted at birth No one would have to fight to live happily on this earth If empathy were a trait to value not dismiss Love would have the strength to properly make a difference All of these emotions we're told not to feel Could make the possibility of finding a cure more real Reaching a better place of life wouldn't have to be this hard Since a body is just a casing for the beings that we are

My mind drifts to you To touch you like water Soak your bed sheets in desire And wrap you in my silky essence Out on a mission To steal your thoughts Like the way you stole mine You were first to commit the crime Revenge is sweet But I can be sweeter You'll know when you taste And I take your mind to that place Where the fire rages And heartbeats echo off the stillness of the night I'm forced to admit guilt In this crime of passion As my body shakily confesses Through untameable bliss