Nostalgic Desire
My fantasies are dark, dirty
greasy bubbles breaking
over sewer water
Drifting flesh-colored clouds in mind
Pulsing, wet firm pelvic arm
Squirting frenzy and earthquake
Oh, King Volcano
Why do this to me again?
You step forward, then back
I turn the corner, and
Poof!
You are gone
Purple shadows stain the wall
You were there, now gone
You smiled, now frown
You looked into my eyes
Now turn your gaze away
And stay locked and looking
Miles from me
A day without you
Is what I have grown used to
Your hair, your skin,
A fading gray haze
Your thoughts, your words
No longer touching
Your hands have fallen off
Your limbs are tied
You are a sunken stone
Far deep down in
the black ocean
Like sunken treasure
Never to be found
Or like trash rusting
deep underground
I haven't decided
A lifetime is not worth it
Dredging you up from the deep
One second is not worth this thought
Or anything with you in between.
My fantasies are dark, dirty
greasy bubbles breaking
over sewer water
Drifting flesh-colored clouds in mind
Pulsing, wet firm pelvic arm
Squirting frenzy and earthquake
Oh, King Volcano
Why do this to me again?
You step forward, then back
I turn the corner, and
Poof!
You are gone
Purple shadows stain the wall
You were there, now gone
You smiled, now frown
You looked into my eyes
Now turn your gaze away
And stay locked and looking
Miles from me
A day without you
Is what I have grown used to
Your hair, your skin,
A fading gray haze
Your thoughts, your words
No longer touching
Your hands have fallen off
Your limbs are tied
You are a sunken stone
Far deep down in
the black ocean
Like sunken treasure
Never to be found
Or like trash rusting
deep underground
I haven't decided
A lifetime is not worth it
Dredging you up from the deep
One second is not worth this thought
Or anything with you in between.