I often get lost in this fantasy.
Where I am thrusted into the wicked depths of ecstasy — violently.
Without wings — naked.
Unable to fly.
A rag doll, drifting from universe to universe, in and out of existence.
Dissolved into the ether.
Eaten by millions of microscopic feelings — emotional.
Brightly lit and on fire.
A supernova into the atmospheric pressure of desire — consumed.
Washed out by the storm, piece by piece.
Trapped in capsules of molecular vapor — Falling.
Tragically quick with.
The sins of commitment.
Erased in obliviscence.
I close my eyes
Birds chirping, wind blowing
Gently, then aggressively tempting me to leap
If all goes wrong-I’m hesitant
The hesitation- imminent death
Falling doesn’t feel natural
Ocean collides with rock, colliding with earth
Mind racing, colluding with fear
Betraying the courage that time and experience built
The feet guiding me to the ledge, no longer my own
Airborne, earth beneath me — above me
Struggling to release the pain I’m feeling — I’ve felt
Nothing to catch me
Ocean colliding with rocks, colliding with earth
In this moment, a broken heart doesn’t sound that bad
I want make your head spin
while you sit there listening to my heartbeat
sweat tickling the lower back of your physique
down your thighs to the sole of your feet…
I want to make you tremble
send vibrations of excruciating pleasure
with a look like that on your face…
Loud movements as if I wasn’t watching
studying the warm colors of your moans
I want to make you see sounds…
My favorite subject
the curriculum is you
and with your eyes wide open
releasing your secrets
with every convulsion directed at me…
Damn, what a fantasy made real with…
So today I searched my soul for freedom,
because yesterday I found imprisonment.
Yesterday I searched my soul for deliverance,
because today I found mediocrity.
Today I searched for an answer,
only to find excuses and doubt.
So yesterday I searched for companionship,
because today I found loneliness.
Today I searched for friendship,
only to find betrayal and deceit.
So yesterday I searched for love,
because today I may find hate.
So today I searched for hell,
only to find angels that guided me another way.
So yesterday I searched for truth, because today I learned our government no longer…
Innocence on her face, waiting to be discovered
like the solution to a terrible mistake.
As if God, himself…
placed it there.
So perfect, without a stain from the world.
You could say it was an aphrodisiac, shaped from Aphrodite herself.
Laced smiles with scents of patchouli and lavender fill your senses.
Completely, utterly, violently… without reason.
No lies, no tricks or deceit at the gate of her lips, until she bites. Not a wrinkle in all the 40 years she’s been on this earth. Life must have been good to this…
A poet, writer, developer, consultant, sensualist. New to Medium. I’m a guy daring greatly. Feel free to reach out on Twitter: @LexNickels.