Your Sadness Is My Sadness. Wherever You Go,I'll Follow You And Spoil Your Spirit. I'll Be Hoping For

Pressure.

Whole deadly dim of glory

flows with dirty air of essence

deeper than thoughts,

surround my chest.

Where are those voices

who scatter our breath,

names falling down,

faces stay the same.

Flashing lights recall,

the depths of spirits

they stroke to dawn.

Losing part of faith,

magnificent gesture

breaks away the silence,

without a cloak,

darkness is dull.

-t.f.s.

Trap

Tied in a fairytale,

when an episode

stucks its tongue,

dropping you out,

waiting for another

death to slide in.

-t.f.s.

Pleasure.

you'll leave me untouchable,

lack of self-control,

you see another victim

suffering from deficiency,

keep your eyes closed when

I try to get the pain away

while stealing a kiss from your lips.

denying to love me is another

pointless option,don't play

too roughly on me.

I want to taste the

victory with you,

just like the entirety

that we dance through.

give in completely

when you feel me,

liars like you keep

so many surprises inside.

remind me of the

taste of love,touch me

with your fingers that

want to scratch my flesh.

do my lips deserve

your unearthly fruit?

and the color that

illuminates your

corners,magical

and full of secrets,

pleasure is a food

for our emotions,

right?

let your movements

be honest with my body

and let your hands sink

into my paradise.

Senryū VII

Malevolence

through the eyes of a child's pray ,

devil was once an angel .

-t.f.s.

Senryū XI

We are not yet found ,

universe takes and gives us

whatever should be .

-t.f.s.

Sometimes i think that your eyes are poison and it makes me go out of control.

-t.f.s.

When silence speaks power more than words can, I prefer to stay on my own.

-t.f.s.

Part of me will feel traced inside even when time stops onwards. And yet,cold skin,cold heart- it's just because you faded,it's irrelevant.

-t.f.s.

Senryū I

“Kukai”

I am air to feel ,

born to breathe in the sea ,

deep open ocean.

-t.f.s.

We don't waste time in speech,

We do bleed in touch, angels of love..

And it is tough to know how much

Life spends your worth to live on.

Something seems to be found in loss.. we never know.

-t.f.s.