If I linger over memories
The moment is not dead
Freshly reproduced in the mind
With vivid hues of red
There are lips and tongues
Skin and flesh
Bared like souls to
Mate, mesh
There are cries of heat
Anger and pain
A perverse beauty
Gorgeous, insane
There are sighs and utters
Love and like
Busted dam
Broken dike
Fingers, faces, fear, and lust
Jealousness, wonton cusp
One night
In friendly cruelty
One night
In frightened ambiguity
Ultimate abandon
Animal exchange
Severity of pleasure
Passion earns its name
Images made wild
Naked feelings surge
Flesh, nerves pulled taunt
Empassioned bodies merge
Powerful as half in two
One joined, invincible as whole
Pools of ecstasy collect
Within these conjoined souls
Sweet beautiful release
Mindless, blessed balm
Stillness follows storm
Silence in this sated calm
Waking
(snarling)
Gnashing
(raging)
This stark anger
(it’s engaging)
Finding
(fearing)
Loathing
(leering)
This coarse hatred
(it’s endearing)
Control the seeping
(weeping)
Red-tinged liquid flow
(of)
Fat black bloodied
(tears)
To bear false witness is
(delaying)
Only inevitable pain
(of )
Wounds freshly scarred and
(fears)
Old and deadly from
(anger)
Imprisoned within
(is)
Twisting the soul that lurks inside
(disfiguring)
Gripping
(fumbling)
Loosing
(falling)
This evil madness
(it’s enthralling)
Frightening
(screaming)
Fleeing
(ranting)
This black emotion
(it’s enchanting)
Fate seizes my mind
Telling me whence I came
Where
I must go
Yet I deny fate
To continue on a journey
On
A Journey of my own
Time passes on and by
Fate thumbs its nose at me
Yet
I am my own master
And as master I am free
Sans fates cruel grip
Direct
My own path to be
Ever
Always
Questioning authority
