trash_

as I wish to could become an insight of passion
being so juicy
it just collects finest sorts of tastes
among present features
to gather a part
i just sneeze
i breeze
the wind I am
tight as bolder
fright as the one could be older
i grow folder, i passionate
i am straight, i the fate
what are you,
afraid_
i love you,
as I am trash of me
i love you
as I am me born of trash of thee
i love you
as I am trashed born you me_