Friday, October 28, 2011

Lion In A Coma (Flannel Princess)

Studying your neckline turns eyes into cement mixers
They twirl in stimulating bliss from the vision before it


I know you notice
but do you care?

I'd kiss your wrists so my lips could taste the pulse running through your veins
... would you spare me that moment

Your words (spoken and written)
Thrilling
Your clothes (your own or borrowed)
Rousing
Your drive (present and future)
Inspiring 
Your morals (taught or formed)
Exhilarating

All of this,
when lingered on for too long inside a man's consciousness becomes...
Dangerous

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