Going Through Phases

Dear Friend,

By now I’m hoplessly in love with you

But it’s not what you think

In fact, you don’t get to think

You don’t get to be weak

FYI, you missed the honeymoon

Pardon me,

not my active imagination bypassing all phases

boycotting the talking phase

just to get to the mature stage,

the secure love, my heart is singing eternal praise

Pardon me,

Not me making all life decisions in your name

It’s just this is a dream come true, such one, that need not come true

I long for you

but still I’m better off on the run from you

For I can barely handle this dream as it is,

what would be

if I had it in real

I’ll tell you what

I’d choke on words,

I’d swallow my thoughts,

I’d slip and fall just to see if I land right in your arms

I’d bruce my skin cause I can’t feel a pin

I can’t feel anything that is not you, its sereal

I’d bring you breakfast in bed

But whats beckon if you can have me instead

I’d kiss and bite, I’d pick a fight, I know its not right

No this is a conundrum

Let’s leave love in the dungeons

I mean I’d marry you in my head

and even there,

there’s not enough room for you my dear

So I’d rather be friends


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Paradoxical love

Paradoxical love

if radioactive was human, I’d be the blueprint

feverishly longing for you 

Due diligently praying for you 

Maybe my parade is all in your name

Maybe you can stop for me, just to say hey?

Our ancestors are plotting something that I am incapable of lurking 

But I don’t see the win on my side of the roof

I’m a fool for love, and time has proof

Yesterday morning I woke up, had you up in my brain

The facilities in my body guiding my heart where are they, like the membranes?

It’s been a while I’ve been wondering how your lips .. how both my lips on yours fit

How my hips fit, is there a spot for these chicks? right between your palms or in your face.

it’s been a while I’ve been wondering if we will ever meet again.

I wished upon the stars to find a soul like you, to find someone like me.

And now there may be a  “we”

Now I wish upon the stars to hold you in my arms

But even when love is 

I need to make sure there is no toxic in paradoxic. 

Although love feels like the latter, and more so than the former

They say once bitten twice shy, it’s made me greater 

I search my character for the poop every once in a while cause it’s true

paradoxical love, I spy you with my little eye 

If I hold you too tight I fear I’ll break you, 

if I give it away, you needn’t  grasp it, no force ought to cap it

If I keep you in me I’ll explode, if I put it out there I’ll lose hope 

All sensuality would be gone, hence all of you in my thoughts

If there’s an in-between remedy I seek to hear it from you 

Any prescription, potion I’ll drink  from you 

Cause the way I’m feeling. 

I lost Corin I can’t lose you too