Treasure Island

Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Cotton Candy


Cotton candy melts my starving mouth
Hot kisses spicing desperate lips
I want you
I need you
I crave you
Posses me, I am an addict to my addiction
To you
Only you
No one else but you!
You are to me the melting cocoa the heart of chocolate
The perfect binding in my heart's eye
Spare me the who, the what, the when, the which in which
The few: the many: To whom my heart tows?
This heart of mine left its logic at Einstein's doors
I lay to waste; I wither, like the essence of winter
All day long without you, my love, my fire, my sinter
Is it pure lust that sparks all of me all my desire!
I even found few rhymes to frame my mire
I am racing so fast, can't see the winding road
The dust bowl: my own wheels blind my road
My rear window mirror does not exist
My front mirror frosted from my yearning
Who knows when the end of my sole's journey?
Reciprocate oh lust oh yeah I yield to your wanting
I am the perfect mold, the perfect cast, and the perfect disaster
Depends on who is judging, my Master, my setting plaster
A salve has no say over his or her destiny
The road has been laid I walk on it blindly
Some say this tree is true faith manifestation
Other grinch and scold the fool's gold
Eve to the apple, Ana to Vronsky's, Cleo to Anthony
Death to death and death any day
I ‘ll take to the rail less traveled any day
I'll take to death, to the snake any day
At least I loved; I know love that  is not my end
I rest forever in the arms of memorials

February 25,2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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