Character composition of a brotherly
bodybuilder
Arms as big as both of mine
Jeeze
that guy must need loads and loads of protein
I imagine his hairy yet waxed body in
certain places
Lust
But pure intrigue
Singled out as a higher self
I
would ride him
Show
him who is boss
I would at once, put on his huge giant
clothes.
Pretend to be his higher self and walk with
pride
Casually
tripping over my own massive feet
I could afford anything to buy him
I
could say i love him, and he knows it
I could wear his outfits and get sweaty and
hard
I would run in his boxer briefs
To
feel where he is most comfortable
Slide on his socks
Lick
them before they grace my feet
Taste the mans core
A place so worked, yet none would admire
I would explore pieces of my fringe alter
ego
Definitely
dress him up like a ken doll
Hold his hand until dripping/leaking sweat
Knowing nobody would dare say a word about
us to a man his size.
A sensitivity in his very seductive glance
Tender, loving touch, traces pyramids in my
wrist
A knowledge of hey bud, i love you.
Thank you. I know. ;)
Secretive powerful entities entrap
my energy
The master trickster being
that is sold
That is traded one
self
That is odd yet
very complex
Figurative natural sound A
poetic prose
A state of being/colour wheel rainbow
love
Life entwined places
unheard of
A state of wonder-but placement into an
alter of corrupted thoughts-a stealth by nature
A virtual western suicide bomber-not
fashioned in weaponry-or chemicals-but energy
A process of thought deceived
@ every turn
@ great mind luving
the inherited
Knowledge
The wisdom that cannot be bought or traded
or sold. Or even stolen.
You must be
invited to express yourself and your beautiful singular mind
Thoughts of everything as digital
repatriation
Would
single one out for targeted sense
A knowing unheard of
First of its kind artistically speaking
An incarnate of many that cannot articulate/comprehend
The
magnanimity of the situation @ play
Beauty
to me Beauty to you
A
self of many
Yet
led totally RAVER astray
Seduced by colour so fictional
In place
Seems rather trivial to me
Wonder of a thought out of place
Vibe out of self
A video game
Crazy/perverse realities
Playing out in hyper duality
Springing into action
Per second
No spectrum
Only shaded illusion of the colour wheel
Buy me, buy this, i will sell a soul of my senseless self.
I don’t understand my very nature of being