Untimely snack

[negatvone]

The smell of her neck entrances
This is the spot my mind dances
To find the force to carry or on
The simple spot
Where my brain does spawn

These thoughts oh ravishing you within my tides

The waves rock back and forth
Between the tides

we need to move forth.

There re wolves that snack on a heart
I say we give them hell wrapped in a box
Untimely departs make souls strong
I want to pound my chest like Donkey Kong

You must not leave this filth written place.
This simple ape sees grace

Upon your face.