*This joint is composed according to a poetic form known as the 'Sapphic Stanza,' which is 4 lines of 11 syllables each; ending with a 5th line of 5 syllables. I haven't perfected it yet, but its coming along. Hope you all enjoy.
Convention walks right out of my door quietly.
Caution has already been thrown to the wind.
Conception of a lust that consumes my body.
Images of sweat-drenched limbs sticky in sex.
Walking this life in a whirlwind of love,
Breathing the fumes you leave behind everyday,
I cease to exist, becoming your heart beat;
becoming your eye-blink, the idea's you think...
You expect me to embrace what i've never had.
You expect me to dive deep into the unknown.
You desire me to become one with you daily...
blowing in the wind, flowing in life's stream.
Paintings and Sculptures.
Like steaming grits and eggs on a Saturday,
You give good love entirely having me open.
No fear of being commited for insanity,
I envelop stepping outside of my mind.
My life in paintings.