Wednesday, January 23, 2013

because i feel.


no heart rejects an attack  
it's like fate they will meet 
that fickle organ, it lacks
that prozac, mind incomplete 

naked body, glass sculpture 
exposed like your scent 
creating conjecture
straight to my heart it went

petrified, yet can't deny
this fucking feeling inside
forever love, be my harness 
so my fears wither and die