The Arena Hotel:
Intoxicated fools embrace their god
on a bed of slop and slobber
dizzily fading into a dream
lazily falling off the illusion of perfection
food for thought....
mixer
trickster
liquor lover
fester in the oblivion of his mind
and fade into the nothingness of it
as drops of sorrow crystalize
visualize the naked boy
my panties lie
hears my cries
fantasize about this night
please...
sleep near me
I don't like to be alone.
Intoxicated fools embrace their god
on a bed of slop and slobber
dizzily fading into a dream
lazily falling off the illusion of perfection
food for thought....
mixer
trickster
liquor lover
fester in the oblivion of his mind
and fade into the nothingness of it
as drops of sorrow crystalize
visualize the naked boy
my panties lie
hears my cries
fantasize about this night
please...
sleep near me
I don't like to be alone.
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endquire:
I always appreciate and enjoy your poetry. You are very beautiful
hellbent13:
Lovely.