Staring at the bottom
As smoke fills the glass
Staring into jasmine eyes
Going down that path
Just another rise
Lips of violent mercy
Her smile of mal-intent
She whispers that she loves me
And I slow my angers vent
Sweet bloodless smile contains me
I’m defenseless and I cry
I breathe the bottom up
Thank god I still choke
Not a word do I have to form
Yet the silence is broke
And offers kind words
as the vines wrap my throat
love has a strangle hold
Lust controls the vote
Her eyes sparkle so sincere
Her lips call to me
Her lying voice is not so clear
So I go into the house
Where as a child I feared
How I wish I could be scared
Why lust would not leave me be
I travel in the smoke
To places I should never be
Through the bottom of the glass
She looks so sublime
Drawing me so close
Lord is this my time
I wish that I could run
Avoid this sickly kiss
But I know I’ll drown in it
Never could resist
Jasmine eyes and cruel sweet lips
Bloodless cruel and mean
I’ll fall again I know
Worshiping this queen
But true love of my fears
Never quench the thirst
All I really wish to die
Is the fear of my lust
Fall again I know I will
Serve the queen so well
Inhale the sweet musk scent
The glass the smoke her sweet facade
I’m welcome in this hell
Her jasmine eyes and cruel sweet lips….
Thru the smoke
And the yell of the will o’wisps
I smile, I cough, I go to her..
I live within my lust
©4-10-05 Mjmansfield
