a mirror with no reflection will be the strongest truth you will ever see.

these sensual conversations make you a lover and friend.

greetings.

to the broken hearts; find the souls which makes you, you again.

the cemetery of the living

are the streets you walk in and about.
amongst the many who cross between you and pavements and their daily lives.
you walk among the living dead.

it's now your time to shake your soul before you become your own tombstone.

walk me down up

tell me i've grown fat. tell me i've look different. tell me i've changed. tell me anything.
but don't ever tell me that i look dead. or anything along the lines of death.
heck, i'm always going to be alive and kicking.

you will find those who will capture your eyes. and they will look at you with fiery passion.
and then their eyes will cross along your body. it's contours. and be fixated with the gifts your body has. the pleasure it derives. the power it has to captivate. and you will captivate them. your body will become a spell for their pleasure.
and often times, yours.

and in due time, that's all you will ever become. pleasure to the eyes.
and in due course, you will be a concept. an idea. a figure of pleasure with your bodily gifts.
you will have no soul. you will only carry your shadow. and you will still find their eyes fixed on across your body.

by this corner, you will find those. who will look at you. be fixated with your body. but engage with your soul, your mind, your eyes. and attempt to bring that fiery passion through and about your heart. your words will captivate. your presence will bring more pleasure in ways more than the world can imagine.

we are blinded by the inability to see.
often by nature.
often by ourselves. our ignorance. our judgments. our preconceived notions. our shallowness