J To the S

Acclaim
this is my call to fame and fortune
I'm already there so give me the Trojan
Horse I am riding no wait, there's no denying
I am definitely flying into the night's sky trying
Lifeless
Dependent on action taken in the hope of a reaction
I speak
Naturally you listen
but the truth stings and burns, you are you ever so jealous
Lift me up
Higher and higher
Burn me with desire
spark vengeance and etch it
into skin
I dive in
Like a beautiful devoted soul I crave all and all
I juxtapose
realize what is not known and a nose
smells divine things
I can tell by the way it rings
How does that make you
feel as if I am torn and dreadful
How do you know
where are you going and will you be slow
I think you'll make it
unless of course you break it
then you buy it
There's simply no denying it
I love it
and when you want to stutter I shove it
I deny nothing but the main course
the entree of course
I speakeasy
I swivel on a chair and make it sleazy
Comfortable
So distraught and so stunted
I am flaunted
So fresh
Clean and so juicy
how can they make you into a lop sided Lucy
What,
Did I enter some kind of exam
Am I under oath on a stand
Am i in trouble again
I say 
my oh my
beautiful rose in the nights' sky
I gleam a dream of the notorious things that fly
Like a dreadnaught
I am a behemoth of the lyrical, challenge me I am spherical
So defined
By the light of the moon I shine
I am blissful
But something tells me I'm sinful
I rise again
Judge me not no not till the end
or is it so?
I am wondering yet again...am I a no
Accepted
No never erected nor chanced to be written about or spectated
I reiterate it
Son of the moon and the sun
I am blessed beyond
I think it
It becomes clear and I blink it
into reality I make it
Till we till the soil and rise up out of the ground
I fake it.

Copyright © Andrey Peysin | Year Posted 2013

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