Heart Aching Glasses  

Seems like terror advised syndrome
floating into my nostrils,  
concealing my gun tingling blood vessels
bullets breaching code-less conduct,  
society creates spiraling flames  
orgasmic-zing into my lovers palm.  
( I gave the world my only begotten broken heart)
 
Trigger brimming wine glasses  
breaking faith into reddish loving liquidation .
Crossing red seas  
beating Christ like creatures  
inside of my own unpalatable love affair .