Esoteric

It’s hard to think of you in this light

because when I lie down and close my eyes at night

I’m vulnerable to senses that leave me senseless

and maybe since this life is sin-kissed

I should care less about the questions

that plague my consciousness.

In this syntax of mental contact

pernicious acts bring us back to the fact that

love is twisted so we reject it and then expect it

to be electric and travel forth with 

righteous content and spiritual conflict

when we raise stakes and then we forfeit.

But then your soul sends vibes that transcend

Truth and deepen my understanding of this love thing.

I surrender to heightened pleasure and weekend ventures

That take forever and make love better while we bet her

That we’ll outlast her by making her slower

We will grow her to no measure and just let her make us over.