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  • May 27th, 2023

    Listen here now and listen intently —

    I swear to you my love is forever.

    And I will never love more intensely,

    There exist no cutters that can sever.

    Your luminous love renders me breathless,

    There is no greater treasure I cherish.

    My love is eternal and is deathless,

    You must know that it will never perish.

    Care not if away I’m being carried,

    And forgive me if I speak far too bold.

    But I would love for us to get married,

    And for our unified hearts to grow old.

    Your presence strengthens me yet makes me weak,

    And I’ve never known anything more real.

    And no matter how many words I speak,

    I’m powerless to convey what I feel.

    Your love’s imperative for survival,

    A patient plugged to a ventilator.

    Your love is the key to my revival,

    And you are my heart’s defibrillator.

    I kneel before you my queen and altar,

    Elixir of life and my holy grail.

    I vow now my love will never falter,

    It’s invincible and will never fail.

    Now my heart rests in the palm of your hand,

    You’re at liberty to do as you wish.

    You surround and have plucked me from the land,

    You’re the ocean and I swim as the fish.

    Taken by your currents at your mercy,

    Your waters consist of my living womb.

    Still dependent and in need of nursing,

    Your love keeps me from a premature tomb.

  • By going wireless, we’ve become cordless.

    May 8th, 2023

    In separating oneself from nature, mankind snips the umbilical cord between the fetus that is the inner Spirit, and the Mother that feeds us, while still in the womb.

    Thus, the spirit is deprived of the nutrients it needs to develop well and healthily.

    The greatest tragedy mankind faces is in staring at artificial lights dancing on a TV screen at night, instead of laying to gaze upon the infinite lights of our night skies, of the waxing and waning Moon, to gather the truth, wisdom, and stories told therein.

    We, the fetuses, have snipped the umbilical cord while still being in the womb.

    We must reconnect and regenerate this umbilical cord by submerging ourselves in nature and her elements if we are to save the unborn child that is our own spirits before the gestation period is over.

    We’ve severed the umbilical cord and gone wireless, cordless.

    These visions of AI taking over mankind have been symbolic warnings of what is right here and right now.

    If you think that we haven’t already been enslaved by intelligence artificial, then you are being fooled.

  • April 3rd, 2023

    those nights spent caressing your skin

    I no longer need to wonder what could have been

    Right here, right now, I could forever be lost in.

    how can I be so intoxicated,

    yet see with infinite clarity?

    I am so glad that I waited —

    you’re unique, special, a rarity.

    those days spent admiring from afar,

    I now get to express my wonder belly to belly.

    oh shining star, how I wonder what you are…

    your gaze makes me dissolve like jelly.

    heart so pure,

    of this I’m sure:

    I need not be a mystic,

    to look into our future.

    no, I don’t need a crystal ball,

    to know you could forever be my all.

    when was the last time,

    I felt time fly?

    it should be a crime,

    how fast it goes by.

    lost in a trance,

    feeling the ebb and flow

    Of your chest dance,

    and come and go.

    my body pressed

    all the way against yours

    is simply not enough

    I pretend to gaze

    at the TV before us

  • The smoke makes me wheeze

    March 31st, 2023

    Overcome by desperate need

    On your love I need to feed

    The tourniquet to my bleed

    Heal the torment inside me

    You’re the breath I need to breathe

    Absolute pain makes me seethe

    In the pit I gnash my teeth

    You’re the salve to bring me peace

    Yet you cannot hear my pleas

    I burn yet feel my heart freeze

  • Emptily Full, Fully Empty

    March 31st, 2023

    Love and pain

    One and the same.

    As I’ve come to understand,

    Nothing can ever go as planned.

    Has everyone conspired,

    To make me feel undesired?

    My love’s a sickness and you’re the nurse,

    But to be deprived your care is my curse.

  • Ichthys

    March 21st, 2023

    Love’s a terrifying beast indeed.

    But once you give in, you are freed.

    She’s within, planted is the seed.

    Give light, on water she will feed.

    Then into the skies, she will lead.

    Hop on, let her be a winged steed,

    The mythical Pegasus breed.

    Give in. Let go. She’s all you need.

  • Overcum

    March 3rd, 2023

    Overcome by erotic longing..

    If sex is sinful, let’s get to wronging.

    Your body’s mine, I’ll be hogging;

    Whip my spine, get to flogging…

  • Dive

    January 16th, 2023

    Is not the desire to die, the desire to live fulfilled?

    And is not the desire to live, the desire to die fulfilled?

  • Be an intruder into my cooter

    December 22nd, 2022

    Hold my hips, tell me you love me,

    Let’s lock lips, fill me and glove me.

    Break my grip? You’ll have to shove me,

    Can’t we strip? It’d be so lovely.

    Take a dip, don’t only touch me,

    I might slip, ask you to fuck me.

    Plant your roots, let’s be like a tree,

    While I’m nude, you’re all of my leaves.

    Cover me, caress me, get blown in the wind,

    Lover please, undress me, or you will have sinned.

    Do not tease, just bless me, I want to be pinned,

    Lover jeez, you test me, and how can I win?

    Touch me, seduct me, I need intoxication,

    Clutch me, abduct me, you damn abomination.

    Your sickness give me health,

    your kisses are my wealth.

    Don’t you want no one else?

    You have not any stealth.

    Be my all, be my none,

    Break this wall, you’re the one.

    I’d kill for one more taste,

    My pill is your embrace.

    Fill me with holy grace,

    Spill blood to see your face.

    On hell I’m fucking bent,

    Unwell without your scent.

    You transform me from Kent,

    Now for glory I’m meant.

    Darling I’m on my knees,

    Without your warmth I freeze.

    You are life,

    I’m your wife.

    Ease my strife,

    Without you, nothing’s right.

    Through the night,

    You’re my light.

    But why’d you have to leave?

    I’m still in disbelief.

  • Sionara

    December 6th, 2022

    Criticize her labor, yet relish in its fruits,

    We morally shame her, yet it’s us who are brutes.

    The storm came, and the storm went,

    Didn’t break, but may have bent.

    Without a start, there can’t be an end,

    Thought I was smart, but you’re not my friend.

    A broken heart, I have yet again,

    We’re torn apart, because I like men?

    The depth of your fear, is unknown to you,

    Whispers in your ear, tell you what to do.

    Our end’s past near, we’re severed in two,

    And let us be clear, though I may feel blue,

    That I am sincere, and being too true.

    Though I may shed tears, it is time I flew,

    Though I hold you dear, I can’t continue.

    This upcoming year, I embrace the new,

    While I turn my rear, to you (and you) too…

    And all that you hear, is far overdue.

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