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Three short verses about love; [Aug. 3rd, 2012|06:29 pm]
Blister Herzog
[Current Location |Home base NYC]
[mood |complacentcomplacent]
[music |Some song by Sufjan Stevens.]

Love you tremendous,
till the end of all time.
Much more than humungous,
with a splash of sweet lime.

I'd backpack the moon-domes,
to rise and then shine,
to look through your windows,
the eyes of your mind.
And once your arms tumble,
and take me back home,
I'll die, and I'll smile,
prepared for the gloam.

And out through those lips,
comes heaven complete,
I tremble, and shatter
so weak on my feet.
But your warm, toasted spirit,
tucks me in tight,
then kisses me gentle,
and whispers, "good night."


Written by me:

*inspired by, dedicated to & fueled with... you.
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Until You've Found It [May. 25th, 2011|09:42 am]
Blister Herzog
[Current Location |The outer rings from the tip of the underpants]
[mood |quixoticquixotic]
[music |Down in Mexico -- The Coasters]

My love is a chasmic,
Cavern of arrogance.
Lopped off with nary a chance.
Her lips part so sweetly,
A melodic, hip-happenstance,
That GOD in my gut so entranced.

Yet, I stumble, oblivious,
A fool so lascivious
And bury my snout within words.
And if I were alive again,
I’m certain; I’d die again.
Just seeing and hearing of her.

So I ball up my insides,
And wait for her empathy.
No where left – no place to hide