I crave you like serotonin,
Breathe in your pungent, intoxicating scent,
As it fills my senses, leaving me breathless and yearning.

My stomach churns, signaling the onset of desire,
Your absence feels like the neglect of a lover,
And I implore you with outstretched arms,
To embrace me once more.

I need you like blood,
Circulating through my veins,
Pumping an endless stream of energy,
A source of focus for a lion hunting.
I yield my strength to surrender with weakness,
To know you, to touch you.

I find you in fine ground, brown, powder,
Nestled at the base of a round, cylindrical container with mesh windows,
Covered by a closed dome roof with a small hole for puncturing,
I place you in the harvester’s hole.

I place a kilned clay rain holder under the dripping swell,
When I press the blue button,
I unleash you like a monster,
And I become the hunter.

The blackish-auburn rivers flow hotter than the summer sun,
Dispelling into the ceramic,
The aroma ensnares me,
Overwhelming me with emotional attachment,
With impatient tapping on the flat marble.

Each last drop of you,
Shockwaves of adrenaline,
Shooting down my spine and back to my brain,
I grasp the thermos,
Add the Arctic soldiers,
As I pour you into the field of one,
Undone, but cooling your temperament,
I add the oat milk, diluting your melanin,
Revolutionizing the way color works when you beg me to stay.

Caramel sweeties,
Tangled in your bitter,
Swirling into a harmonious mixture,
Tasteful, perfect, *******,
I am forever yours,
In life and beyond,
My truest lover.

Iced Coffee.

Soft, milky white, creamy,
Rippling with the tides’ collision,
A heat envelops me,
Dripping with sweetness,
I’m parched, yearning for sustenance,
Sustained rhythms, syncopated patterns,
Ripping through the night sky,
Carried out in falsetto, sung praises,
Affirming every sequence,
Clenching with squelched wrenching,
With felt panting of lost breaths,
I stand upon the precipice,
In parallel with this blissful moment.

May we expire this little death,
Together as we sink to catch our breaths,
Enshrined in silk and Egyptian cotton,
Entwined like ivy vines,
I’ll be yours if you say you’re mine,
We can tangle endlessly,
Lovers at midnight,
Sweet like caramel,
Stuck to each other through thick and thin.

She is of silk and honey,
Spin her webs to tie me down,
Let her explore spaces and realms
With gentle fingers, and hungry kisses.

In the heat of moments,
Where incandescence mirrored flame
Dancing marigold shadows on alabaster skin,
Flush pink rosy cheeks greet with ruby red lips curled
A quaint smile, in a quiet Manor.

Quiet manners,
In succinct hungered eyes
Staring into permissive lashes
Batted from sapphire pools,
Lively looms of auburn Toole
Shading cherub roundness of her French features,
Obstructing beauty that begot but a heavy sigh.

Pallid cold fingers,
Reach to swipe the silken veil,
Close to her heat, she’s radiant
Sun-washed white, Christian pure.

She offers her hand,
Like an hors d’oeuvres,
She encourages the beast,
With tiny begs and pleads.

Fangs descend,
Parasitic hunger contends
With romantic candor,
Need not to soil sentiment,
He won’t be rude or offended.

A kiss,
Chilled lips touch throbbing wrist
Tongue teasing the riverbeds,
Sending them into blued shivers,
And then a pang rang through
Screaming at the synapses,
The sinew snap of the epidermis,
Snap pea in its clarity,
A rarity in her giving so charitably.

A lashing flick,
Twirling like butterflies patternless flight
Suckling the honeysuckle nearly dry.
As sapphire eyes slated to drained gray pearls
Slinking frame bracing on the shoulder of a chair
She smiles still, given fanatically
She loves with majesty and anima.

He kisses her like a long goodbye
A farewell crept upon phantasmagoric moments
Splashed as vividly as neon paint along black-lit canvases
Her body pocked with punctures
Polka-spotted chic in tapped keg kinesis.
She yearned to join his side,
Like some corpse bride
Under the guise of sanguineous wines
Forever entwined,
And who could deny it?

But he did,
Hid behind chthonic masquerades
And never wishing to see the day
An ageless love betrayed his fragility,
A heart that ached so eternally
Tragic in their symphony
Played out in hungry morsels.
The immortal who loved a mortal
And her spectral haunting,
In every drop given.

Daydreaming under neon luminance
I’m dancing through dark spaces
Where the light divides lines
If I touch, I wake
If I wake you fade.

How can I wade through space?
In the waves of time misplaced
When every time my eyes close
I’m seeing heartbeats strobe your face.

When can I travel beyond the path of reason?
When am I more than a winged insect to your fires?

I’m swimming
Into the purple and blues of this room,
Finding the beauty and reason
To bring you back to me,
We are like the roots of a forest
We tangle endlessly.

So let me sleep,
Let it be a token of my release
You’re a drug I need,
I’d die of withdrawal if you depleted
And if it’s a worshipping you need,
I’d break the pattern,
Submit to you as you have to me.

Whip me with your leather,
Tie me to the bed posts,
Do with me whatever,
I don’t want to lose this,
Need to feel my purpose
Spotting you with love bites
I can see you clearly in the low lights,
So as my eyes close won’t you come home?