The Fragrance of Incense

There are no such things as defects,
I take everything as constructive.
I will not neglect my own values for integrity.

To remove the guilt.

Though in every way...

Dangerous Attraction

I've LOST IT.
Forgive ME.
How can I be forgiven, father?
My lord.
The power of danger is lust.
And on this holy day of reckoning,
I pray to thee.
Have mercy on my soul,
and I beg of you to spare the death.
For the awakening of,
many - many.
The main entry to heaven,
reads, "WARNING: PUNITIVE" language?
What about forgiving me...
for the restoration of my senses,
and the belief I cry upon your mercy lord.
Give us mercy lord,
bring us together.
Amen.

Unfriendly Altercations

What is the goal?
I repeat myself...
over.
It's not the abuse.
What conflict has emerged within the scene,
that I acted on confrontation.
There's a chance.
That agressively, you mistook me.

Misbehavior

At the same time, a token of my sincerity...
this gift I bring you.
But alas it wasn't meant to be?
Something about me told you,
something about you told me something.
That reading between the lines,
stuck in my head...
out of my MIND!
And through it all,
I helped you...
inch closer.
Next to me,
a banana peel on my cranium.
You did turn me on, woman.
Thank you, for being there with my supper.

I'd create, the future awareness I now possess.

For you make me smile, even when I'm not around...
you're real down to earth.

Presenting Clumsiness

Hello there!
And today the sound of clutz.
Perhaps a far more distant reality than an ideal,
doesn't even exist?
Unrealistically, I've continued to worship...
in less detail,
distinct observation.
I beg your pardon.
In times of need, my shoelace becomes untied.

Insecurity showing, validation.

Pushing the envelope

There's this room of spontaneity,
when not pushing for the envelope.

And while I waited.

The Albino Rhino

There's no verification I need to be repressed myself.
In fact, I'm no more vulnerable today...
then I was yesterday.
I'm only less tolerant.

Velvet Letters Underground

There's something about dignity and humanity,
most don't understand?
However, in the blue beneath...
I wonder how much of my youth has left me.
Perhaps, there will be a time,
of purpose that...
the words I express become clearer each ready.
And, from this day forward.
I presume, nothing.
Nothing can stand in the position I'm available.
Because, time doesn't exist.
Because, in order for myself to become something,
I must manage the feelings I already have.
To own, the best chance I create for myself...
to live beside the shadow.
Come, my dear.

Later on, the moment will be setting you free!

Now, you've seen me.

Taking off my clothes.

Join the graces of my only motor, myself having built...
a training ground for noisy tools.

Against, the killing of my irritablity,
you should know more about how I function.

You think I can listen.
I tell you not to stop.
Over coffee...
we've added in sugar.
You've decieved only yourself.

How do you survive?

Asserting Passive Aggressive Behavior

Stop playing pretend.
That's obviously what you thought,
about my dirty socks.
Those evasions say it all,
the way you act!
And, to think I treated you like a wallflower?
But seriously, in all my days of life, god willing...
you've muffled the sound of your own voice.
Just to impress yourself.

The apprehensive fear for reasoning.

My Dying Wish

I've never been so afraid of you,
as I feel right now.
This instance, I look over my shoulder...
to protect me from your harming me?
Please, stop this from happening.
I need help.

To my secret admirer

For any reason,
if you were an evil twin...
disregard this message.
But I want to see you in a beautiful wedding gown,
and forgive me.

Increase

You've kept staring death in the eyes,
my lord.
And this is how you repay?
Show me mercy, lord.
I will show you mine.
You take her life away...
you took my soul today.
And you will lose this fight, lord god.
You will lose.

I won't be asking for you to keep me strong,
or to give me strength.

I asked if you gave?

But the funeral procession...
might you attend.

You lord.

Where had the time gone to fight.

You fought a hard losing battle,
you criminally insane loser.

You're it. Let's not dance.

And if by chance, you smile...
my frown would wipe it off your face.

But from what information I've gathered,
a day of mourning?

The Exorcist

It was at that moment I realized something,
that moment I felt...
when we spoke in kind words.
Perhaps, it was?
No...!
Living proof of it.
The angel in your eyes.
And as I can recall,
the monster on my back,
jumped out at you.
Except, the worry.
Accept, the pain.
I anticipate great things, in moments like these.

Big Gulp

It's been a long enough time since, the last episode...
that your sincerity is the most attractive quality about you.
But whatever happened to our trust,
the same way I imagine us?
And perhaps on evenings in late August,
you'd be willing to meet with me.
Over that, cup of warm latte,
or a grape.

Nowhere Here

If there's a private distance between us,
dear lady...
your breast is beauty to behold.
Though in an instance,
as if day and night shaped...
an existence between us.
Perhaps, you think of me often?
As I greed over that thought,
of your bossom.
I'd ask, what path have I been on...
in the hopes of encounter.
Each and every time we've met, on terms like these.

Instruction of Intention

Now that the Yuppies have settled into there wild blue yonder?
What dreams do I own, that the grace of god bestows upon...
an evening filled with stars.
And my head has rested,
the mind.
Quietly, quietly.
Candid decision making abilities,
my common gesture.
Dirty, dirty... clothes.
The sweat.
I swear.
Off my neck, the head, has already been worn again?
This is the power of intention,
the intention of instruction.
And I apologize, but without, the feelings of such...
insecure.
Abused,
manipulated...
not only to be used.

Tastefulness

In this world of overflowing illusions,
a kite flies in the night.
Only I happen to reach that indulge.
And she seeks no remorse,
the truth of a sound mature male.

To The treasury committee

From the rock that I carved my own Statue of Liberty, holding up a $1 worth of some unoriginal cola can.

I wondered, might imagination allow me to peak? I stretched the telescope high into the clouds, and sighted a peninsula!

Tapestry of emotions!!

No need for a response... if I like.

Only I don't care for you, you don't even know me lady.

Do you, care?

Then again...

I wondered further onto mirage, you thought about what you act.

Real to Heal

You're one of the most obnoxious people I've ever met.
In a room filled with spectators that've gathered.
Such de'javu...
you've meant no need to be friends.
But, I'll never meet with you again?
Knowing you dyed your hair and gave false pretension.
Even upon movie screens as the reel projects,
that you'll never.
That you'd always.
If at all.
The cries from above turn into whispers of joy...
and only because of me, Marco.
Especially, now in this hell on wheels,
a ring of fire.
An angel.

Word of Invention

Such timely sacrifice of life,
when the words spoken...
are better left unsaid.
But on some other typical hiding, places of ruin,
perhaps the degree of integrity softens?
And I don't agree with the trouble we face.
But I do quit.
However, believe me.
Because, evasions are spread about...
and the question always remains the same.