Secret Place.

The games WE play.

My body all over your body. Your body all over my body.

Bodies

Skin on Skin

Touched, He touched me. I touched Him

Contact

Its just SEX.

Passion Lust Longing and Desire. I never knew you.

 The games WE play.

Relief in Anonymity

Where are the voices?

He said my Name for the first time.

When i knew  When heard your wars and rumours of wars
I enlightned I eureked
Its laid bare and simple
I heard what sounded like a new sound
You gave me new ears this day
I heard the whispers of dark alleys in resound of gongs renewed my hearing to deep mysteries laid open in park central New York.
I gave myself and you returned the favor.
I rehash it in writing yet know it in life.

How you love me is to say to me your sex.

The Word became flesh.

You went into dephts and i knew the height of where it could or lives.

I heard the sound of Angels roar I heard a rumour. Substance.

I never dreamed you'd leave in Summer.

Vanish.

Sobriety. For the girl with the bottle, @Vamos

I did let her know
I tld her in miles
I wrote her a poem
I inscribed a prescription
I meant to cll it ws the wire that broke
That mammal sx of fierce retouching
I never sent you away we just never crossed that way
I revisit you in Gorgia that Summer w spent it was always with yu in one day
We saw te laves grow and ran to the pools and ate the bread of friends
It was all in cndour
We could have loved it just was inconsistant
I left you in Summer and called in Autumn
I saw you in Spring again and we will know when in Winter.
You said syllables and forgot texts were sort and short sapnned but it irritates the novelist to suppose romance
You forgot that day that I too am you and that's when had to in your terms vanish

Forgotten perfumes and emotions left to linger had you in miirorr obsessions and kept you in longing briefings.

You can't but say... It was all a dream and that you will forever be.

great heights

Known to dephts and searched in al spheres
It recurred s anightmare in plain sght
Tested tressess ad voyage haunts keep in sclusion the litim of verbs
Seen in sght sought order to tlley the lst in minor sctors ad imagined horoscopres
Seeing the future and envision lasts in Masons lughter
I rebel to the last stroke t hve te pleasure of pen not rach the stride of frgot mmoirs to wich it eicates in eulogy the small brisk of sa airs and wares. All it could do was remain listless. HE HAS NO CHOICE.

"You have no choice" Peter said.

Bravery says otherwise.

Beaten to no choice.

"Never been inlove" Christian asked. "No I haven't" .

Never been inlove, well a love without love terrible -Christian

No!, being on the street terrible -Satine

Wha love is a many splendored things, love lifts us up where we belong all you need is love. -Christian

A girl has got to eat - Satine

All you need is love - Christian

Or she'll end up on the street - Satine

All you need is love - *Love lifts us up where we belong where eagle flies on mountain height* Christian Singing

Let's fall inlove...Please, He said!

I can't Christian I said.

I cannot fall inlove. Oh Jesus! I can't Christian.

She stepped out of the boat. Showed Courage and got her gold.

Dogma

Thinking everyone wants you.

Top Please.

Orchastrated eEncounter.

Divine Sex.

I'm his salvation and he doesn't even know it.

"He's my salvation and he doesn't even know it" -Christina Ricci Prozac Nation. Salvation of sexes.

We rescued each other. -Kirsty.

The face-wipe.

We worlds apart.

Mind YOUR OWN business.

Hospittal beds.

P

He satisfied MY soul. He made ME whole.

His household I bare.

John Galliano

Eden

Alexander McQueen.

I found Him > Gone.

'NSYC - Gone.

Poetic sounds of babies and children.

Therein there is refuge.

The presence of anonymity.

So sex infested and laundromat orientated why can it not just be a hello and a hi to another days meeting it all has to live in such a host of the secret pass and the hidden longing i bet it will turn into a valley of silenced notions a reaching the depths of UN-mentioned passes... that we forget on certain days how to associate with the constructs of our humanity. let go of scarecrow and forget the rat snatch im here and have been here to be a guide and hologram of existing bayous.

Thanxxx for the memories

Besieged by the thought of you i have come.

"Tomorrow wear a dress" she said.

"I will" I replied. She will hunnybunch I will.

When he ceased to follow then I learnt Disappearance.

Put Death on Desire.

Death by Desire.

Forwardness recieves a "NO"

He gave up the fight.

My mouth & Prayer.