Category: Hot Lava Sprinkles

she could only trust to see if its love by beating me up and it really sucked cuz it was

lets discuss being disgustedcussing with a heart thats bustedthe rust encompassed all that lustedall this fuss over what was just shit lets talk of love and hearts togetherof what we believed and now rememberof what was once meant for foreverand changed as quickly as the weather lets talk of truth and alibiesand whats the use…

the purpose of birth isTo be in your service Im being earnerstYou dont have earn it I am wordsmithAnd you are perfect I wrote a poem Have you hurt it?

i was magicfor a minuteit fantasticnow im an idiot so damn creativemade something gorgoues i couldnt fake ittook love and poured it into her cauldrento brew up a potion she said your awesomeas soon as i showed them she said i helped hersurvive such tough times i delivered to hera vast wealth of ryhmes she…

id cross frozen soiland boiling seas toiling thru the desertand thick forest trees always with gleewith ease, i do as you please till tired and respecfuli fall to a knee i’ll never be too tall to seeyou are always all to me winter spring summer and fall i seeyou dance in the wind as it…

she understands my complexitiessuch patient respect for meshe knows the emotions that flows thru memy lover who read all my poetry like death she is my destinyshe trains me breathlessly we’ve created such beautynow rest with me this poem could be a lot longerbut our love couldnt not be any stronger

my love i scribe for you wonders of consciousnessglorious wisdom of subtle splendordeciphering all truths, and the fallacy of longing i scribe for you epics of shamanic spiritual endeavori invoke upon paper with ink the ideals of buddha naturelove, messianic and christ like i conjure kabbalistic angels and revel with them in heavenly ecstasyi whirl…

is the best muse a poet could ever know. No one else could break my heart so beautifully. No one else has the mind, the eyes, the heart, the soul, the body, the words, the pleasure, the pain that she has. No one makes the mistakes she makes. No one endures the trials that she…

We Were pure Filth Like Virgin Vermin

take it. then leave it. and keep it. a secret.