Sand Words

Sand like your eyes
time-glass hour piece
contrasts, inverted
lives and deaths

If you could bite your tongue
and tell me your thoughts

telepathy doesn't equate sympathy
but it offers an antidote to lost time

Precious is what Precious does
good baptisms may fade to dust

heart is kind but cruel has branches

seeds need love

seeds must survive

Hope has written with swords and goblets
ink-rain on paper earth

lives are written

lives betray

death needs his own deathbed

even if eternity

spots a fine line

a rupture to mortality

even if sands are but broken glass

we might mend artifacts

lost time can wage

lost time can make

all delusional

all real

efface not

efface not

want merely

desire merely

don't let that be bound

you flesh symmetry

Listen

Are you listening to me?

No wait don't stop. I see you were listening. It was me who digressed. I apologize. It was not an option I wanted to choose. But I had chosen it. Readily. I know I'm quite destructive. Self-destructive. I don't know why. Maybe I am a masochist. No, that's not true.

Truth is I am lost. I haven't had the right hands. The right tongues. To taste. No, do not take off your clothes. My intention is not to stimulate. Not the erogenous anyway. I wish to stimulate you. With my tongue, brain, vocal chords. A trinity in practice. Then what of soul and heart? Yes this practice is pentagonal or possibly hetegeneously-homogeneous.

I adore it.

Call it the original phase of erotic.

Its like wine only the grapes can be swallowed via air, tongue, hand and mind - yes the genitals can be stirred be it all the dish of metamorphosis and ardent awakenings to the street that you haven't explored it.

You begin with street. Then slowly angle with place - as in nerighbourhood, area - then it becomes country and continents and all those things. Even planets - an analogous milky way - astronauts and philosophers make great bedfellows.

Yes, I am constantly looking at you. It's nice to look at people. Its nice. To just look. If you can look I can look as well. So please let me look. Let me engulf you in my eyes. Beyond skin and bones. Beyond flesh. Let's have a slice of mind together with some tea. With some sugary teeth. With some sipping-sipful. Let's warm us up in exotica and erotica galore like this.

Yes we don;t have have to touch sex to do that. That's the simple part. Those are the simple bits. Let's put ourselves in the shoes of others. Let us race through bedlam and brain. Let us course through and see courses.

Are you listening to me?

Don't Know :P

Don't know what to study for tomorrows exam. It's my first finals of the semester and I hope I do well INSHALLAH. Though I have no idea how to approach this subject. Anyways its because the material is kinda haphazard and not the Brownian goodness kind.