u/Refusername37

as in gigantic
unusually large

This is borderline triggering for someone who suffers from Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.

I can see right through your towers crumbling facade,

it's written in your eyes and your lips give way mirage.

Chisel me in marble forget the consequence, there is no sin between us no reason to relent.

I can be your hero on passions fiery conquest, mystery and danger I feel my presences makes you sweat.

Hide your lust no longer don't leave it to neglect,

come wash your panties on my abs they're already soaking wet.

My hands wrap
the back of your neck with fingers through your hair,

your knees are bruised from all the prayers as you take me prisoner with your stare.

As I dance inside your lair,
to the gods your shouts rings clear,

filling you up with Eros replacing ardor where once was fear.

Your lips I can't resist an angel singing heavens bliss,

I hum along beside you reverberating each visceral bit.

I murmur swales of love soak surrender a confessing manifest,

as our hearts beat in rhythm a priceless treasure chest,

to chest we're drowning in Egyptian cotton clouds,

floating on pleasures waves underneath a sacred shroud.

I am your vessel through convulsing seas rising tides on a crescent moon,

tremors shake your sanctuary reverberations of passions tune.

A colliding splay of magic slows time with mystery,

as we're stricken with conviction together wrapped in jubilee.

I'll testify under oath sure as the rising tide is swole,

as cool as a autumn wind that blows your heart is safe under my abode.

You grow into my heartbeat as I hold your love professed.

If you felt such passion you surely will attest that a truth is born within it you have to feel to know exists.

I can see right through your towers crumbling facade,

it's written in your eyes and your lips give way mirage.

Chisel me in marble forget the consequence, there is no sin between us no reason to relent.

I can be your hero on passions fiery conquest, mystery and danger I feel my presences makes you sweat.

Hide your lust no longer don't leave it to neglect,

come wash your panties on my abs they're already soaking wet.

My hands wrap
the back of your neck with fingers through your hair,

your knees are bruised from all the prayers as you take me prisoner with your stare.

As I dance inside your lair,
to the gods your shouts rings clear,

filling you up with Eros replacing ardor where once was fear.

Your lips I can't resist an angel singing heavens bliss,

I hum along beside you reverberating each visceral bit.

I murmur swales of love soak surrender a confessing manifest,

as our hearts beat in rhythm a priceless treasure chest,

to chest we're drowning in Egyptian cotton clouds,

floating on pleasures waves underneath a sacred shroud.

I am your vessel through convulsing seas rising tides on a crescent moon,

tremors shake your sanctuary reverberations of passions tune.

A colliding splay of magic slows time with mystery,

as we're stricken with conviction together wrapped in jubilee.

I'll testify under oath sure as the rising tide is swole,

as cool as a autumn wind that blows your heart is safe under my abode.

You grow into my heartbeat as I hold your love professed.

If you felt such passion you surely will attest there a truth that's born in within it you have to feel to know exists.

I can see right through your towers crumbling facade,

it's written in your eyes and your lips give way mirage.

Chisel me in marble forget the consequence, there is no sin between us no reason to relent.

I can be your hero on passions fiery conquest, mystery and danger I feel my presences makes you sweat.

Hide your lust no longer don't leave it to neglect,

come wash your panties on my abs they're already soaking wet.

My hands wrap
the back of your neck with fingers through your hair,

your knees are bruised from all the prayers as you take me prisoner with your stare.

As I dance inside your lair,
to the gods your shouts rings clear,

filling you up with Eros replacing ardor where once was fear.

Your lips I can't resist an angel singing heavens bliss,

I hum along beside you reverberating each visceral bit.

I murmur swales of love soak surrender a confessing manifest,

as our hearts beat in rhythm a priceless treasure chest,

to chest we're drowning in Egyptian cotton clouds,

floating on pleasures waves underneath a sacred shroud.

I am your vessel through convulsing seas rising tides on a crescent moon,

tremors shake your sanctuary reverberations of passions tune.

A colliding splay of magic slows time with mystery,

as we're stricken with conviction together wrapped in jubilee.

I'll testify under oath sure as the rising tide is swole,

as cool as a autumn wind that blows your heart is safe under my abode.

You grow into my heartbeat as I hold your love professed.

If you felt such passion you surely will attest that a truth is born within it you have to feel to know exists.

Make love with life,

in everything you do,

a walking dance,

a talking song,

an emulation of the heart of grace.

Behind each glance,

passion champions each advance.

Within each breath

a birth of felicity oscillates intrinsically.

Every heart beat is a rhythmic provocation.

Love it like it's the last
Live it like it's the first.

Make love with life,

in everything you do,

a walking dance,

a talking song,

an emulation of the heart of grace.

Behind each glance,

passion champions each advance.

Within each breath

a birth of felicity oscillates intrinsically.

Every heart beat is a rhythmic provocation.

Love it like it's the last
Live it like it's the first.

Does the devil have enough power to propagate the falling tower

Does it sour gods fervor enough to change the ingredients of the panacea

No flaccid alter ego
Burning for the conquering of heaven

Could get a rise from the devils vixen without hint if Santeria

A dash of doubt tossed over the left shoulder
With a tall glass of almost lover

A music box that's been flattened a half step from the finish line

You can dine on dysphoria waving a white flag of surrender

Or you can bite the apple spit it out and take another for your masters

They'll teach you what not to become trying to force you to wear a sweater

No a stagnant hearts not numb only suffocated by winters raiments

Lust pertaining of a shot of love drunk spirits burns the tongue of the numb whom feared it

A grandiose paradox of a swollen alter ego puts its pants on one leg at a time just like every midnight hero

Merlot, Marmalade and a mandolin sitting naked under the days noon sun searching for lips that taste and a hand that picks and bakes, bread and wine for all who come.

Does the devil have enough power to propagate the falling tower

Does it sour gods fervor enough to change the ingredients of the panacea

No flaccid alter ego
Burning for the conquering of heaven

Could get a rise from the devils vixen without hint if Santeria

A dash of doubt tossed over the left shoulder
With a tall glass of almost lover

A music box that's been flattened a half step from the finish line

You can dine on dysphoria waving a white flag of surrender

Or you can bite the apple spit it out and take another for your masters

They'll teach you what not to become trying to force you to wear a sweater

No a stagnant hearts not numb only suffocated by winters raiments

Lust pertaining of a shot of love drunk spirits burns the tongue of the numb whom feared it

A grandiose paradox of a swollen alter ego puts its pants on one leg at a time just like every midnight hero

Merlot, Marmalade and a mandolin sitting naked under the days noon sun searching for lips that taste and a hand that picks and bakes, bread and wine for all who come.

Does the devil have enough power to propagate the falling tower

Does it sour gods fervor enough to change the ingredients of the panacea

No flaccid alter ego
Burning for the conquering of heaven

Could get a rise from the devils vixen without hint if Santeria

A dash of doubt tossed over the left shoulder
With a tall glass of almost lover

A music box that's been flattened a half step from the finish line

You can dine on dysphoria waving a white flag of surrender

Or you can bite the apple spit it out and take another for your masters

They'll teach you what not to become trying to force you to wear a sweater

No a stagnant hearts not numb only suffocated by winters raiments

Lust pertaining of a shot of love drunk spirits burns the tongue of the numb whom feared it

A grandiose paradox of a swollen alter ego puts its pants on one leg at a time just like every midnight hero

Merlot, Marmalade and a mandolin sitting naked under the days noon sun searching for lips that taste and a hand that picks and bakes, bread and wine for all who come.

The cold stiff truth

Unmovable, immutable

By force or by feelings

A surety you can hang your hat on

Like it or not

Read it and weep if your hearts full if deceit

It fears no inquiry or accusation of perjury

The dirt the mud

The taste that is love

The will that always will be

Does it shine in your eyes

The reflection of life?

The cold stiff truth

Unmovable, immutable

By force or by feelings

A surety you can hang your hat on

Like it or not

Read it and weep if your hearts full if deceit

It fears no inquiry or accusation of perjury

The dirt the mud

The taste that is love

The will that always will be

Does it shine in your eyes

The reflection of life?

Dog eat dog

Kill or be killed

Live and let die

An eye for an eye

.

For a cheap thrill

Blind leading blind

The sign of the times

The ghosts in your minds

.

Do as who willed

Netflix and chill

One that gathered

what another has spilled

.

The wheat from the chaff

A snake from a staff

Flags at half mast

Put yourself on blast

.

Forty acres and a mule

Forty lashes blood pools

Destination of the hero

The first step of the fool

Lust is in command now

Logic's been left for dead

Trust lives only in your passions
within a yearning heart well fed

A face emitting an auric array of loveliness resuscitates a weary soul

An empty heart grow full with a fervor that can't be bought bartered or sold

Two eyes mirroring heavens glimmer is the only way to describe enchantments gaze.

I begin slowly drowning as
every contour consumes another wisp of my breath

Can the sublimity of

turquoise waterfalls, rushing river,

mountain scene at setting sun,

moonlight reflects a silver sliver

off a lake with starlit shimmer

compare, not one.

Natures wonders aren't contenders to the beauty of her feminine nature.

A splendiferousness that makes kings look as plebes and draws the gods out from the heavens bringing them to their knees

Supplanting enchanting advancing a descanting for those who can't sing

Sliding down the moment,

easy as a dream,

releases all set free,

like an eternal spring,

levitate my heart,

lift away my burdens,

show me the meaning of what worth is

and the value of loves purpose.

Lust is in command now

Logic's been left for dead

-Trust lives only in your passions
within a yearning heart well fed

-A face emitting an auric array of loveliness resuscitates a weary soul

An empty heart grows full with a fervor that can't be bought bartered or sold

Two eyes mirroring heavens glimmer is the only way to describe enchantments gaze.

I begin slowly drowning as
every contour consumes another wisp of my breath

Can the sublimity of

turquoise Waterfalls and rushing rivers,

mountain scenes at setting sun,

the moonlights reflective silver sliver

off a lake with starlit shimmer

compare, not one.

Natures wonders aren't contenders to the beauty of her feminine figure.

-A splendiferousness that makes kings look as plebes and draws the gods out from the heavens bringing them to their knees

Supplanting enchanting advancing a descanting for those who can't sing

Sliding down the moment,

easy as a dream,

releases all set free,

like an eternal spring,

levitate my heart,

lift away my burdens,

show me the meaning of what worth is

and the value of loves purpose.

Lust is in command now

Logic's been left for dead

-Trust lives only in your passions
within a yearning heart well fed

-A face emitting an auric array of loveliness resuscitates a weary soul

An empty heart grow full with a fervor that can't be bought bartered or sold

Two eyes mirroring heavens glimmer is the only way to describe enchantments gaze.

-I begin slowly drowning as each and
every contour consumes another wisp of my breath

Can the sublimity of

turquoise Waterfalls and rushing river,

mountain scene at setting sun,

the moonlights reflective silver sliver

off a lake with starlit shimmer

compare, not one.

Natures wonders aren't contenders to the beauty of her feminine nature.

-A splendiferousness that makes kings look as plebes and draws the gods out from the heavens bringing them to their knees

Supplanting enchanting advancing a descanting for those who can't sing

Sliding down the moment,

easy as a dream,

releases all set free,

like an eternal spring,

levitate my heart,

lift away my burdens,

show me the meaning of what worth is

and the value of loves purpose.

Your voice is an instrument
Tuned to the vibration of your spirit

Your life is a flowing dance, a river where water turns effects into the next cause.

Is it flowing fearlessly, free.

Close your eyes and feel the subtle energies. Are you one who has known or have you shut the door of that abode.

You are an ancient spirit, teeming with strength, love and wisdom from your center.

Your essence is
Accompanying the Surrounding environmental energies profusely resonating a song.

A song in Harmony to nature wherein the dance of Unrelenting truthfull beauty a goddess goodness an eternal spark within the heart of hearts in the ides of peace.

There is no balance only the sacred dance in this earthly palace.

A fleeting moment of equilibrium peels its head over the wall and looks out at the horizon.

My heart tells me there is more to this realm than we know and imagine. My solar plexus oscillates a swirling glow of golden life force. From my root it bubbles in a concentrate ready for dispersal. My gut tells me we are greater than we imagine. Miraculous to say the least

Languish in their languid language of anguish when you can't articulate with kings English to live tamed and in pain nameless spoken in vain

◦

Emotion translated to words,

Words translated to notes on the pages a music created, the language of bird.

Will listeners relate and return to the place the emotional state which stirred,

the initial Sensation that tickled your graces and turned,

blank pages to paintings with sensation incased in pure verbal translations converged.

Each creations alludes to thoughts you construe each words an invitation

through dictations each use a vibrations imbued

The meaning of life is creation

......

pitch bends the pace

tonal streams ascend

to a trickle

small ripples

turned to streams

begin a dash

to the sea of emotions

that we all float in

Emotion translated to words,

Words translated to notes on the pages a music created, the language of bird.

Will listeners relate and return to the place the emotional state which stirred,

the initial Sensation that tickled your graces and turned,

blank pages to paintings with sensation incased in pure verbal translations converged.

Each creations alludes to thoughts you construe each words an invitation

through dictations each use a vibrations imbued

The meaning of life is creation

......

pitch bends the pace

tonal streams ascend

to a trickle

small ripples

turned to streams

begin a dash

to the sea of emotions

that we all float in

Emotion translated to word,

Words translated to notes on the page’s of music created, the language of bird.

Will listeners relate and return to the place the emotional state which stirred,

The initial Sensation that tickled your graces and Turned,

blank pages to paintings with sensation incased in pure verbal translations converged

creations imbued thoughts sent invitations through dictations which mind body vibrational pitch bends the pace tonal streams ascend to a trickle small ripples turned to streams begins to a crash to the sea of emotions that we all float are boats in, some spirits a war with themselves and a counterfeit

Walking silhouette stalks a shadow

A high price game of wits

Take the bait and raise you

Squeeze blood from your crucifix

......

The reflection had no shadow

Bitter winner cheated death

Lost it's ageless rival

By crook exits from stage left

.....

A cook can count heads on a table

A butler can count them at the door

A maid swept up all the pieces

Counting bottles on the floor

....

The last laugh punched a flat line

Incentives dropped from black to red

The king and all his prisoners

Were laughing with the dead