Inches
inches
inched up like a spider
crawled up the skin
trickled up the spine
shivered the quiet
awoken the blinds
loud screams
a flicker of a lamp
a strangers footprint meshed into the carpet
a heated demon breathed into the air
became thick
her hands reached to her neck and he whisper
hollowed and empty
the way he breathed
into her ear
as he curled his words
around her name
made it sound like silk and wine
the walls got smaller
the pushed closer
she suffocated
in the need
to go 12 inches
deep in her soul
she begged for mercy
she shuttered
at the crack
of the door
she wavered
at the light
walking
in through
the
crack
of
the
door
she
had
locked
she
was
only
inches
away
from ..........
12 inches deep in desire
lost nights
lost in the dark, tangled in silken threads
wrapped warm wet kisses
meshed with chapped lips
harvested in the bud of spring
streamed with tears of fragile fears
shivering cold frozen
winter chills
summer heat
mixed with sping thrills
lukewarm
honey
dripped
lips
sweet effervescent
light
wafting through the lonely corridors
of waking dawns
a stony broke heaven
a cruising ocean
a wave of emotions
rippled
sheets
tangled threads
entangled hands
warm hearts
stalking streetlights
moving cars
cracked window
whisper voices
pulling moans
suffocated
heat
foggy
walls
paint
striped
laced
underwear
interlocked
in strangers
cotton
glass tears
shatter
the
childish
sleep
of the neighbors
a catcall
home
she leaps
out
of
bed
and tightropes
home
slumped
and drunk
piled
with tears
all because
she was scared to sleep alone
Gasoline roses
soft pale petals
innocent
untouched
pinky and rosed
with childish feelings
leave like hands
curled around my pinky
and your french kisses
warm velvet hugs
smell
tickled
buried feelings
your thorns
pricked
so deep
in
my
rock
hard
heart
bleed out
your pollen
awoken
my
taste
for
you
my
lips
still
tinge
with
of
dipping
my nose
in this
blooming
rose
of
hidden
desires
all I have is a rose
filled
with your words
dump
you
in
gasoline
and watch
it charred
and die
just
like us
tattooed
with
a 2nd-degree burn
I wiggled my way
under your skin
and harvested a spark
I lit match to close
to you
I didn't mean
to burn
I was just trying to burn the rose
were gasoline roses
so beautiful
that were meant to burn
I am sorry
it's not that I don't Love you
its just I can't let you step into the fire
and get burned by stepping through
I am sorry ........
Love is about the feeling.....
you bend the truth
until it cracks
you watch it bleed
and you plant roses
on my grave
and expect it to grow
you knocked the words out of my lungs
and expect me to breathe
through the ventilator of you
you kiss lies
with the words I love you
you whitewashed the past
with white out
you blot out the blood
with your lips
you lap up my feelings
with your tongue
and push down my throat
and devour the bitter aftertaste of your sickening love
you dust my tongue with sugar
and got me addicted to the sweet taste of sin
you origami the truth
and make it beautiful
you write poetry with your lies
you sing lullabic tunes
stripped from the songs I sing while
I fall asleep in your crystalized
eyes encased with chipped truths
and you hold me and tell
me this is LOVE ........
but I know otherwise
to say anything
because you keep me warm
you keep me warm
I am a blood sucking parasite just trying to feel
all I wanna do is feel alive
stained........
she´s half dead
she´s emerged in his scent
her body moves in sync to with his footsteps
he grasp´s her around her waist
and takes his tongue and claims
her
he wipes her down
with every trace of him
she bonded to the pain
her heart beat
surging in his veins
she locked in his words
chained to her feelings
she´s tattooed
with his touches
unwanted touches
she scratches away at her skin
till the white bleeds
blood
she swallows her pale tears
and she sinks deeper in the bathtub
and turns the facet on
and lets it run
until she is submerged
in cloudy and red water
looking at the ceiling
pinwheeled
perfections
whistling ghouls
watercolor tears
cherry blossom
fumes
neon fusions
dancing shadows
surging into the beat
electronic
electricity
charging
veins
sweating
at
the
feelings
overriding the systems
flatline
fatal
overwhelming
unwanted
emotions
set
on
sight
to
fall in love
with
the feeling
blowing a wish on a shooting
star
waiting for a miracle
as she laid
in her
snow globe
room
and watched
her
ceiling
danced
in
childish
wishes
of
him