I'm here, lying flat on my back
eyes closed in total serenity of you
listening to the drums of my heart beating against my ribs
building, anticipating to explosive thoughts that surf my head
my mind spins in a daze,
manipulating my visions
giving a vivid image of your presence
as my ears play the clearest octave of your voice
my sanity allows you
to Pierce my soul
violate my mind
and rape my thoughts,
i drip of creativity
receiving a mind blow called conversation
my brain begs for more.
eyes still shut
imagination running undressed
adding and subtracting words
formulating the perfect figures of speech
as you speak to my mind
yes, my thoughts become slutty
freedom to roam naked and wrestle with your words
it's almost illegal
like incest,
but i don't care
as long as those words
escape the prison of your
lips and find rest upon my ears
giving my mind the privilege of unscrambling your thoughts
I'll lay flat on my back, eyes closed
foreplaying a conversation with you
blowing your mind
violating your thoughts
undressing metaphors and similes
that stay locked behind those lips.