LadyinChanisCreditYou seem so sweet in your box of meat

I feel the mold in mine

 

We all give our lives for something grand

Or some thing not so much

 

The tingles and the touches…

Whisperings and blushes

Drug induced orgasms

That release yet more drugs

 

Feelings that induce a lifetime

Of devotion just to quit the field

In a minute, or in just a teasing moment

 

Lonesome rushes to the vacuums empty stretches

The void owns it all when all is said and done

 

A lifetime of love, or an evil precious moment

Paid in devotion to causes small and grand

 

They will fill a lifetime

Of this there can be no denying

I mold reality into illusion

And love it while it lasts

Till the time when there’s no time

This dream has had it’s day

And illusion flits away

 

And what’s real is not for me to say

 

You seem so sweet in your box of meat

I feel the mold in mine

 

For a time, all for a time

 

This is a re-post because I like this poem so much. There is a revision

That I’m putting to music, but I have to find it first.

Can hardly wait

Edgardo

 

 

 

 

 

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Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.

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