Of Body and Spirit

February 16, 2015

i was a diamond in the rough,

plucked from the minds of insanity

and brought to life by two indifferent

creatures of habit.

i'm an old soul in a new generation.

i put the hopeless in hopeless romantic

but if you asked me, i would not hesitate

to fuck you so ruthlessly you would have

no other choice but to lay your head

against my chest and heal your body with

the sound of my heartbeat as chiseled

arms held close your lithe, delicate frame.

i see the world through these jaded brown eyes

and i can see globes reflect in your pupils;

we're not even touching but my core

is buzzing with gentle appreciation for your existance.

darling, you spark a revolution in me;

let's go blow shit up with our love.

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