Falling from Grace, thinking it's Love

I wonder

I Wonder what it takes to love me

I mean to melt all the crevices within me

to chocolate divine rubble existing from lavish taste

of internal bliss



I try and imagine

What it takes for my destination to explore radicles of caramel

exploding from heat and darkening under the sun

the glamorous distinction between tempting soul and sweet remedy



I think about how many midnights it will take

or how many cheesecakes can i make

or cakes to sift and bake

until i feel loved

until I see my life as mine
until I feel my heart is divine

for hte one to taste it first
Is within me
Is devilishly broken bits around me
yet angelically whipped to torment me


to be continued....