my beautiful artform of glass

This new glass piece is an artform...

Leading down it's curved neck,is the bowl containing the raw,potent,liquid love,I long for..

As the sparkling shards melt,my heart beats faster,and the tornado begins to form, swirling patterns,and taking shapes,preparing me to get ready to feel the storm....

My lips cover the top of the cylindrical piece,connecting the space between the storm and my lips...


I breathe in slow,covering the small hole,that releases the warmth and companionship,my pathetic lonely heart lingers for...

As it bubbles and cleans my beautiful kiss, I breathe in more, then release my finger, and find my warm companion I adore...

I feel it's warmth invade my body,I feel it's love hold me tighy
My faithful true companion,that wraps it's love around me all night...

I'll load the bowl again with the clear sparkling shard,as soon as it's empty....

It's all I have to keep me warm,make me happy,blurry the pain,agony,self loathing.and realities that consume me...

We share something I control find anywhere else,something that can make the world stay away,and let me be myself....

I'll continue to let her ravage every pore in my body....

Cause no one else will accept the person in me,and make me feel like....I'm somebody....