Submissions by IMOGEN

The eyes they say are the windows to the soul  
Her light green eyes and the enigma they hold  
Her eyes capture minds and the beholder is bound  
Her voice is beautiful yet you’ve not heard a sound  
The seductive manner in which she crosses her legs over  
And at that point you’re sure your minds far from sober  
Cause you’ve glimpsed inner thigh from her unexposed skin  
Curious lust’s the power driving your eyes on and within  
The word wet comes to mind as you lick your lower lip  
You taste coffee on your tongue as you watch her take...

Vodka shots penetrating the brain
Fluid bullets open wounds to hunt through pain
Russian roulette with the mind spinning
As haunting galactic spirals enchant the eyes  
Intoxicated thoughts stirred on the rocks  
Hallucination chasers filled to the top
Got morals down as stakes for the lot
Rubbing eyes to hide the lies I’ve plot
Confusing the brain between fiction and life
Poisoned the veins that’s flooded the sight
Words on blurry fucking lines
Read between the fucking lines
Emotional trips in the way of proceeding   ...