[EXQUISITE TORMENT] A HAMZAH FARUQ TRAGEDY
THE MUSIC FOR THIS CRY...
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SHE WAFTS INTO THE MATTER OF MY DERANGED MIND AND MAKES ME WANT TO LINGER IN HER VISAGE.
I AM SWEPT AWAY ON WAVES OF WANTING SHE.
THE TASTE...
THE TOUCH...
MINE HEART STUTTERS WHEN SHE SAYS MINE NAME AND THE BLOOD IN THESE VEINS BURNS LIKE RAGING LAVA AS SHE SETTLES IN THESE BONES...
SHE IS THE WIND THAT SOOTHES...THE CHIMES THAT SING ON A PORCH IN MINE LONELINESS....
IF I WERE THE LION I WOULD ROAR AND MY VOICE WOULD CARRY FOR MILES AS I ASSERT MY AUTHORITY AND LAY CLAIM TO MY LIONESS ON THE GRASSY PLAIN.
IF I WERE THE BIRD I WOULD TAKE HER IN FLIGHT AS WE SPIRAL TOWARDS THE EARTH_
SCREAMS OF RELEASE ECHOING IN FREEFALL
TO TASTE...
TO TOUCH...
TO DINE AT THE BOUNTIOUS TABLE OF THEE. SO REFRESHING ART THE JUICES OF THY FRUIT AS IT DRIBBLES DOWN MY CHIN ...SO SUCCULANT THOU.
MINE EYES WATER IN ANTICIPATION WHEN I KNOW THAT THEE ARE NEAR.
I AM SO OVERWHELMED BY THY VAPORS AS THEY FLOW INTO THIS FUNK...INVADE MY PRIVATE PLACES .
WHY HAST THOU COME INTO THIS CAVE???
WHAT DOST THOU SEEK???
I HAD FULLY GIVIN IN TO THE DARKNESS OF LIFE ALONE TILL I BREATHED OF THEE... A LIGHT ON THE WALLS WHERE THESE HIEROGLYPHICS GLOW WITH THE LIGHT OF ILLUMINATION.
I THOUGHT ALL ANGELS HAD WINGS.
TO TASTE...
TO TOUCH...
TO FEEL...
HAMZAHFARUQ
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