Drawn

I’ve drawn you,

Each stroke I thought “I’m lucky this is mine”.

Tracing your form,

Stopping to stare at your perfect lines.

My art a mere copy of what this world gave in you.

My work never giving justice no matter how I do.

I’ve drawn you,

I think to have you here in my hands.

Tracing your perfect form,

Wishing life into my creation as each stroke expands.

The Edge

The edge of sanity,

The edge of life,

Teetering, waiting,

On the edge of a knife.

Wanting, needing,

Fucking, breeding,

Cumming, seeding,

Living, feeling.

The edge of tomorrow,

The edge of the future,

Moving, progressing,

Picking loose life’s sutures.

Wanting, needing,

Fucking, breeding,

Cumming, seeding,

Living, feeling.

The edge of a breakthrough,

The edge of the end,

Reviewing, renewing,

Forever just around the bend.