How Could I?

I got some new bulbs for the lamp in my room, it provides this dim & warm glow, the kind that reminds me of weed smoke & naked skin, Blu spitting about love in the background, the eternal transference of God between two bodies. My hearts in a warm place. The energy feels ethereal. This light makes my skin look ready for combining some DNA.

But I'm alone. Well not really. My heart is still beating so obviously I have company. Whatever keeps me hooked up to Planet Earth is always with me. Lonely is an illusion.

Frigid air blows on my nipples, the idea of a contrast cuddles my thoughts, warm air from another Being flowing down my back. Large hands gripping my thighs, a mouth blessing the crook of my neck.

"Selasie. Selasie. Selasie."

Memories filter through, this ambience is perfect for nostalgia, it almost demands it. Only ever think of the past when it's pertinent to the present & these memories are more than pertinent. They're art. No pain. All glory. Golden skin against my brown.

Unbeknownst to me it seems as though I prefer a mixture of various races. I like the color of all the races mixed & matched on the campus that is man. The various tones & hues intoxicate me. Fascinates me. All men in one package. A great deal indeed.

This light has my mind traveling miles. Hands all over me. Gripping me like I could disappear at any moment. Like I don't even exist. Like I'm a figment of his precious imagination that I hope never dies. That in me will never die. I'm the match to that fire.

A black hole of a slow burn.

Swallow all.

"Never forget me."