Book Three
Crazed, the night felt as it screamed across the arid plain.
A relentless, driving force shearching for a scattered destiny
Solid yet lost
A semi flying dowsn straight pinpoint highway
With no sign of direction
For who knows how vast our skies are?
How many soldiers or religious fanatics have jumped over the edge
during the madness of our times?
I see you… oh yeah…I See your ragged blade unsheathed
Dripping with desolation
I’ve felt your intimate touch in the depths of my grandeur,
tapped you on the naked shoulder, smacked you on the ass.
It’s a game, you’re my bitch.
I’ll pimp you on a cold corner to the skeletons in my closet.
Ha.ha…ha.ha
I’m immersed in a whirlwind of triumph.
Equally solid and masterful in my ways
Find me in your quiet moments.
I dare you.
Fluffy clouds in the sun
Kittens sleeping
A new down pillow
Emotional whispers of comfort
Fields of yellow flowers and green glass
Tender kisses
Your glance, during quiet moments
Warm vanilla bubble bath
Silk robes
The safety of your embrace
Baby…
You’ve never felt softer
Settle down
And let my light surround you
Let my might guard you against the unknown
Wait baby wait
We have protocol to consider
And complicated business relationships
Professional courtesy
And all that junk.
Remember the whole Capulet situation?
Governing forces would disapprove
Trust me.
