slip me into your little pockets
carry me away with you
for the sea returned the lost forgottens
when salty waves again turned blue
the forward path was carved with notches
the mind had not yet dried the glue
you knew
they knew
plead forgiveness
follow through

somewhere in these private rooms
we created those changing moods
ecstatic sirens or silent dooms
forever these vital senses loom

candy eyes and an edible smile
so looking good with a face that's in style
until you rub all away the smoothness of a child
to reveal worn out wrinkles distancing miles

with fright
and fire
the passionate liar
will elevate emotion, while
it uses him on the side
for secret service to fahrenheit

maybe then
will love descend
catapulting hearts
to quiet forest parks
the summer sets
warm as moon
by the time set in
be fire, glowing monsoon

I can see it now
as they said it then
you'll have your fun
when the work will end
the hairs on the back of your neck will bend
when electric animalistic chemical waves come in

-LUKAS COHEN.