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what to look for and it's cold out here child is cold hear me
Fear is near me though I have the fur to cover me.
The hole inside is swallowing and so I sank down on my knees
by that iron gate, and how gorgeous the iron there tasted, sweet as honey
sweeter more tender than ever, lavender heather left
Impressed upon the lips, yet to be savoured: from iced.
Finger tips, yet never had I ever before, tasted before looking,
not on the out side before now.
But from somewhere deep within in the inside looking out.
My self in poor health, tis the wine racks and the ruing
For the heart leade`th the head you’re well worth pursuing.
So sitting here now! I find myself, waiting for the weight
to be lifted,calling to the wright-sprites of the night,
On these knees I crawl for sure: If I stand again I’ll fall
Back inside the bowel’s, a cold wind howls in hell,
punishment meant to torment, yet my own will not start,
for in this sad Lamentation, is my temptation, addiction to peering through
Alas t’is sinful pleasure: Like a gambler now taking bets,
I miss you yet we’ve never met; but chance passes, midnight glances
like a ship at sea: my heart dances.
Let me taste your lip, hip to hip: knee need Toe tips interlocking,
shocking Velcro’ed and who knows. The places the time goes,
when mind goes or comes to
Place you transport me to: take me took me book me.
Ask me task me find me bind me; free me see me. Love me leave me,
I’ll be there, bare affair: who cares oh sinful, unmistakable,
So give-able so take-able- fa far and la lah, le lay,
hay hey, this way that way: My way your way high days
holy days, holidays yesterday. don't you feel it to, too much,
later no touch, taste lingers. Not only on finger tips hips,
n lips, nostril hairs and who: Knows where ,the very air,
is sodden with that taste,
don't it move you fool,
said he himself. Still waking
It moved the fool, just like Saul,
Damas bound, I was, soundless gagged and beaten,
eyes wide open-hoping,
taken poking token submission,
miss sing a song be-longing,
long gone, awoken fondness,
longing ‘bringing Me here
it was not so late, I relate. or state
All shook up and shaking. Of this feast,
or tit bit that the two headed beast has bit on
Have I eaten before: The like this before.
May be in dreams, cous-cous,
finger food rather rude,
eaten in the nude
course cause, blood floods: Members remember ,
Lusts,lustre, sparks sparkle. I eye, the nose knows
winkies Bound to twinkle twinkle what stars
that shine, on nights
Soft lines all velvet amber jewelled ,
interlaced with pearls
Not “paste” on spider webbed spun string
a deli-cut grey from November skylines edge
with a touch of sedge: Hedge-warblers calling.
Warming places all misty eyed sighing,
exalting exhaustions. Contented contemplations
liberated temptations unexpected.
Expectations, over full filled, rose beds,
Red instead of hard or stony ground
So as we reach the places we feel care Free to
Be some one else, oneself confesses, the release of
A treasured pleasure, but, eloquence of reticence
to letting go Of emotion all pent up,
withers shivering wriggling like tectonic plates.
Shakes all quivering, caged enraged, engaged
in damnation delivering speech, to try to reach,
those that seek to peek,
Yet all slurred, tongues: Do Not Allow
Sorrow
Arrow
Dead.
All swollen, salivas “burred”, or barbed,
barring speech
All rehearsed,adversely given, minds all twisted no favoured.
rituals. Literal literature to relate the fate of the speaker.
This strange person here before you, my eyes implore you
To look away as what I say may dismay or bore you.
I must assure you, before we cure you, we must be sure.
You cannot ever escape advantageously, courage mon brave
For your souls to save. You must give to me completely
too pursue, a life of absent, absences-essences
of images,imagination, that realization, is only just a script
it is not the true prescription. Or instruction on construction: just suggestion from question.
That once was asked of me.
Exchange
Souls
that personality, personally person-abilitie, `Si
is just the same to you and I. Or as he said she read to me.
You must agree, too that is sometimes, Seen when all looks bad
Or kindling sadness, is just spaces in-between.
Address these feelings,
stop concealing this……..interest unrest lest best rest wrested from you too
