My Reality Is Hedonism

A Boy With Roses

Writing love letters to debauchery
Dancing like a vivid symptom
Oh, the cold air of night is a moon
And the light flooded my skin
Like a treacherous sea swallowing me
The tension drags me to the seedbed  
And the sea snails eat my corpse

They brood their young parasitizing 
The silhouette of monotony
Loving you is a lie, gazing deep in your eyes
As soft words fall from my lips 

I unzip my jeans
Dirty socks in bedsheets

Release it now 
My lonely star
Release
Your head
And feel it now

Flash flood weather warning
In a heart-shaped candy box
Hear it now
The rain falling down
I see it now floating now somehow 
I miss my old friends
The gorgeous growl of youth bleeding
Soft and rough 
Blue Eden rattlesnake
Drinking milk, drinking stars 
Bloodlust relic kissing
Apricot through the telescope

Bitch, why you talking?
Cherish silence
Wax and numb
Imagine me on top of you
Fingering you
Kissing your neck
As my breath melts into your skin
Smelling you
Deep inside you as you submit to me
Soaking my fingers in your glory 
Make me beg
Freak lip service
Biting my lip
Longing for my dream boyfriend
Drowning and never sleeping
I'm the type to wear my art on my sleeve
Passion on my cheek
Blamed for things I didn't do

Hey
Cocoon
Hey 
Cocoon 
False inclination
Hey
Cocoon. 

 

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 28th, 2024 16:57
  • Category: Unclassified
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