The lack of loving lips,
that body to hold that’s beyond the reach.
To let flow out the minds intimacies
letting them mix together,
while trying to read the words within rippling, round windows;
Beautiful ports leading into the vessel of vixens and virtues.
Oh, to be fully clothed yet naked
talking about the most interesting topics; nothing…everything.
A “Nmm” here, an “Uhh” there, words without definition
Yet spells that are the key to secrets.
That eternal content that pushes past the preference for performance
created by breathing against the body where the heart belongs.
So to be surrounded and severed from
the blind bond that creates the very life needed to write
can destroy the very vitality of being.
Author notes
So yeah, i wrote this becuase i havent had a relationship in a while and i used that emotion as a fuel source...this one isnt about anyone in particular, infact i tried very hard to not use any "you, I, one" or anything identifying people...although i do imply myself in the second to last line with the whole creates the very life needed to write...get it, cuz im the writer, so in order for me to write i need blah blah blah...anyway...on my Deviantart i have an explanation of my literary techniques and stuff used for line 1-8... anyway, i hope you like it....
by the way my DA is rihsey.deviantart.com
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JOSHUA. you need to get laid.
I liked the alliteration in the sixth line, very cool.
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