Mani-Queen

Lightning bugs are as brights as bulbs, I distance my ear and listen for the creak of the frogs. I'm here in black solitude waiting for my lady, I'm sitting here waiting, daylight draining. 11:48 ... The rain mists till midnight. She sits besid me, veins dried. My lover in hot pink! Elements lifted. The grey unfolds to portray... An assigned loft on a city block. We finally made it! But it still sits - just a dream. 1:06 am Spread your legs and kiss my soul, these feelings are from that of feelings of old. 3 words, hate and love. I then you, blasphemy tears. I get lost in your feminine fold Eloquent kisses and strange fears, we lay spent with love, sweat and pain. All our scars are open, raw again