betray

rule your life

eat your gods

but never betray

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a man

a man of alley ways
and dark corridors
a student of beggars
seeking a whisper
of true love


her sanctuary

within the secret
of her sanctuary
a distant soul
ever fading, pastels
upon the horizon


finally

i miss your legs first, then

your extremely rare, collectors item smile

and finally

your brilliant assortment

of words


…and you

naked and wet

we are perfume

and you,

my poem


poets

we all write
during the course
of a given day
and most of it brilliant

the poets are poets
because they observe
the poem as a poem
and capture it

everyone else
watches blindly
as they fade
upon the horizon

a distant sunset

 


derserve

i deserve more
than i deserve

i pray to the atheist
for more than i deserve

that which i deserve
will never touch my soul

true love
is never deserved

she comes freely, blindly
with open arms

adorned in promises
always naked