The temperature has left my (h)-L-(o)-O-(m)-V-(e)-E-sick body

Sometimes
we cant keep up

keep up this
fake ass
fasad

we need to
give in,
cant
hold on

Not
any longer...

Better that,
we give in

before its too late

better that,
we hurt them
before we break them...

Or...

We,
break ourselves completely!

But!
what if?

what,
what,
what,
what if,

we never
ever let go?

Go tell me,
what would happen then?

would we fight
as,
hard,
as we could?

or would we just be giving in???

Giving into all our promises..

Not living up to our potential

giving into their beleifs and expectaions???

Becoming something sacrificial?

give up and give in,
just for relief!

Dont give up!
Nor give in!
Dont give up now
And no
not ever...

I crave you
Cause I love the taste
and never felt this
till I found you!

Her and Heaven

so if you look in the right direction you might see it
You might see the way it glistens burning brightly in the sun
And only if you listen will you hear the sound so sweetly
as it basks in life completely
naked free and on the run

For love so loved to be forgotten
it also loved to be in bloom
It even loves to be developed,
ripened,
picked,
and packaged...
for consumption

But its favorite role is with another
underneath a blanket
in a house, and on a bed
or in a truck or back seat of a car
in the woods or on a rock
or by a lake
or somewhere far
from civilization
yet it loves the sound of chiming bells
and cars doors opening and slamming honking horns
and wofting smells
And oh the taste, it can be bitter
it can be even sweeter still
and every time you're with her
You know
We know what love is
what it feels like
what it does
what it wants and what it gets
love is the reason
for
all
things
to exist
yet
so many things that don't concern it
live beside it and reside
they take their place in this world
just the same as you and I

What shall be will be
I love
and you love
it's only a matter of time

Hunter and Stomper- Ringing true

slowly
I gain confidence
Ever do this to anyone before?
My guess is no
and im probably right...

because how could anyone else be so naive
im like a bug
or a deer
or any other living being for that matter
when you spot me i stand still
deathly still
like a statue
hoping thinking you dont see
or notice
because if you do it
is certainly my end

or a heart punding chase
id presume will ensue
until these outcomes come to be
you go without
and I go on with breathing
or
you come out on top
and I accept my fate
become a meal or a squashed spot on the floor
no longer gracing the day with my pressence
or tainting it at that

HaHa my imagination for description marks my pessimistic tone
or does it merely reflect my state of being
my self esteem?
No...
its just a thot in the moment
this is just a rant in which i rave

about you being the preditor and
myself playing the prey