The crave

I crave ice cream melted by your body, 

Pouring slowly down on your cunt

It would be like nectar, drank from the cup of life

Showing me the ways of gods.

Mountains would shake, seas would flood

The world would never be the same

Reshaped, refreshed, reborn

Just like the first day of spring 

After winter's blue

Mirage

Going in for the kill

Ain't that a thill...

My eyes focused, yet

Empty, cold blooded

Feelings, i tend to hurt those

Especially if they're in others

Never had any of my own

Guess they were thrown

The mind's been my only soul

Wet, dark, it's more of a stone

Painting them, emotions scarce

Present, future, just a mirage

Love, show me how to draw it

Look, everything seems to fit

Lines, angles or even the dots

But you won't see soft spots