RMC

Lonely Musings


Cede In Me The Seed

Met the Reaper she’s a keeper,
I die every night I sleep with her.
Tear me down maybe it’s what I need,
for the ego in me feeds me dirt.

To the basic shape I’m an ape,
gifted with this heart of fire for freedom.
She helps me pray for God I don’t hate;
I pray for him every night to come.

He let’s me have joy in heaps,
I keep my softness in her hips I leap
off this kind edge of a trip I find I meet
my comfort to begin my sleep.

Energy for this bliss is a kiss
so energy for this bliss I won’t miss.
Kind is the medicine I swallow,
for her lead I follow.

Praise the ways she blazes,
it raises elevated and rated prime
is a time for the two of us I know
it’s time for us to commit a crime.

The joy the wind levies all heavy
burdens her I consider heavenly.
I want the best of prime time steady
in supply to drop a dime for me I’m starving steadily.

Dreams I shatter I know what matters,
is the best deep in my chest
is the best deep inside my vest
that I have now I might confess.

No one would starve under control
of hers that consumes mine whole.
Delve deep in the street a classy style,
dazingly a diamond upon a neck consoles.

It’s okay my love I say to her Sir,
Father Time give me time divine,
my offer to the devil I’m desheveled;
I need the crime of her crazy side.

Tell me weep not and stoke my fire,
for the sun reveals all I conceal
to the rest of the world my eyes,
a woman you are to my good side appeal.

Reveal you do the true ways
I in a daze to delay her gaze;
for her Dominion over me
bleeds a dark seed for days.



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