A Book of You

book of you

If I wrote

a book of you

pages would burn

with your fiery passion

smoldering fragrance

of undeniable intensity

lines would meander

in and out of each other

your complexity

wrapping around your whole

words would search

for others

more exquisitely fashioned

brilliant and deep

alas

never finding perfection

to define a being

who cannot be elucidated

with simple paper and ink

©MidwestFantasy

04/30/2018

Ph- Grammarly

 

 

Her Promises

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It was in the dark

her promises birthed life

he, the recipient

of what masked as words

in daylight

became under the moon

elaborate fingertip touches

alive on his skin

lips soft as summer

speaking not words

but love language

his entire body understood

she watched her promises

take shape on him

seductive, lovely, inviting

an excitement stirring her

like no other

and she knew

with certainty

her promises were gold

©MidwestFantasy

04/25/2018

Ph- Google Images

 

Rock Me Punk

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I heard your hands

begged them

come

play your bare, raw notes

where none exist

on my nakedness

create impure riffs

inciting shivers

I cannot control

make me ache

and rock along

sliding under

your tawdry punk beat

bucking with

your delinquent rhythm

my high notes

hitting your low notes

slams of coked stanzas

blowing my mind

blare your sounds

ripping my senses

from my skin

until nothing is left

of me

©MidwestFantasy

04/20/2018

Ph-Pinterest

(Today is my birthday , and I just wanted to rock it the way I know best.  I am what I am, and this kind of writing just makes me happy. )

No Religion

no religion

Born to no religion

I create my own

faith in my pen

prayers to imagination

I worship

the human body and soul

entities never to be

fully understood

or loved enough

and in this

I find myself

©MidwestFantasy

04/19/2018

Painting-Fine Art America by Guy Viner

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