Abracadabra of One
I feel blessed in the various states of confusion.
Being outside of my comfort zone
Instead of fresh air earned me a layer of Ozone.
This much is certainly true, without lies and a shred of a doubt.
Choose your angles carefully.
What goes up, must come down.
Always know the difference between the big picture and the merely adequate with passionate ingenuity.
All comes with pain.
Learn from your mistakes.
One Day
Am I in love with you?
I can’t tell.
You are barely ever there.
Even when you are, you can be galaxies away.
Your soft spoken intellect turns me on.
Wanna touch, kiss you deep, wanna sit on your face and your dick at the same time, Alejandro,
making surreal love
Loving you is surreal, you are barely ever there and even when you are you can be galaxies away.
But you said you would come to me wherever I was. To make love to me I thought.
You never came, but one day you will Make love to me I don’t care if you are barely ever there, I want to feel you inside, I want to make love to your brain, it’s surreal. It is more real than reality itself.
ONE DAY
Am I in love with you?
Can’t tell.