in a state of you (i need to get laid)

for as much as you do know
there is little that you don't
for as little as you do say
there is much that you won't

right time, right place
right linger, right trace
left sensual, left stardust
left touch, left deep thrust

of body and brain
primed, your primal penetrate
not in an actualized "mount", satiate
an introduction
to a divine longing state
you, somehow
the realization, my fate

but penetrate you did,
through me, "threw"
left here to investigate
what is me, what is you

looking for shadows
looking for clues
hoping, like sweet fuck, eden, hell
your inner devil delicately smiles,
shines, amused

crazy is, as receptors receive
the words you speak,
deep, they pierce,
i believe

and all the images of heaven
you inspire
based in beautiful, born of admire
they take me, totaled
in totality, taken
as if never quite before
was i awake,
until your electric, energetic awaken

further fucked and fallen, into you
there is nothing i can attempt,
leash removed

the one called love
and lust, soul combined
the one, so placed
by those mesmerizing
multi meaning meant eyes

doesn't have to be ugly
doesn't have to be defined
doesn't demand, be deconstructed
or picked apart,
what is, just was then..

placed inside
like nature to natural
not everything needs "a literal"
to make it real, exalted as factual

i need to get laid
bed perpetually, so perfectly made
real relations are messy
and that's you and me, trust me

but it's nothing weird
or wrong, exactly
it's just power, exchanged
and you got me, without
ever having to be "had"
as in have me

complicated stuff
but not so very complicated, really
if it's not you or he, they,
something will kill me

and someday
when it's all over and done
on my lips, "last breath"..
what is it?...the one...
thing i will long for,
live in "the after"

It's called the state of you
and all the feelings, fires, sensations
you brought forth...

the definition of rapture
encapsulated, and captured

the deepest of kisses
long, entwined, drenched
drown forever

you
the engulfing nakedness
i find
myself so involved
and so willingly, inescapably
tethered.



bowen hart roselli
3 september 2020
ringwald love