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The headache is nearly fading away. Then my eyes flip open and it's back here again. Hangovers are a beast but the night, last night, thinking of it makes my heart flutter. Passion, rapture, a past love gone wrong turned around for one perfect evening.
Hey you gender nectar
Sifting through the grain of gold
Tripping at your door is that you.
Alpha in her blood
And when the woman lies
You don't believe her
Rolling and unrolling
Coiling emerging
Running free
Running through the underworld int your room
No words were said, we just went to bed for felt like forever, tangled in eachother's arms our legs intertwined. His scent on the sheets, on me, in the air. Blood, sweat, tears... Sugar, Sex, Magic.
Is he real or a ghost-lie
She feels she isn't hear
And the veil tears and rages till her voices are remembered
And his secrets can be told
My adonis. He exists. Although if you had told me this years ago I would have fought it with great fire, but he lives. The one who knows all of my secrets. Who can anticipate my words before they spill from my lips. Who knows the exact line of my jaw and has traced it over and over with his beautiful fingers. Who has a mental map of every mark on my body. He knows where the scar is on my arm, even in the dark. He can close his eyes and sense in a moment how perfectly we fit together. He knows to wake me up slowly. He would slide my hand into his as we run away into the night to play on rain-drenched playgrounds. He would lay in the grass with me and looks for shapes in the clouds. He is a boy at heart, always. He has eyes with the depth of the ocean. With him I feel secure. He knows when words are not needed. He knows that I drive too fast, but comes along for the ride. He is forgiving. He makes me wake up with a smile on my face, and go to sleep with a satisfied sigh. He wants nothing more than to treasure the moment, and I can't help but soak it all in. He is not my oxygen but rather my sunshine. The cloudy days make the sunny ones that much more enjoyable. The moments we spend together will never be forgotten. I sleep well at night, and am finally content. Content is too weak of a word, rather like happy rings hollow. Amazed, I am. Fabulously excited at every prospect. Daringly in love, and alive. Oh so alive.
Hey you gender nectar
Crystalline from the vine
You know you'll drink her
Rolling and unrolling
Coiling emerging
Funning free running through
The afterworld intoyour room
So she prays
For a prankster and lust
In the marriage bed
And he waits till she can give
And he waits and he waits
Hey you gender nectar
Sifting through the grain of gold
Tripping at your door is that you.
Alpha in her blood
And when the woman lies
You don't believe her
Rolling and unrolling
Coiling emerging
Running free
Running through the underworld int your room
No words were said, we just went to bed for felt like forever, tangled in eachother's arms our legs intertwined. His scent on the sheets, on me, in the air. Blood, sweat, tears... Sugar, Sex, Magic.
Is he real or a ghost-lie
She feels she isn't hear
And the veil tears and rages till her voices are remembered
And his secrets can be told
My adonis. He exists. Although if you had told me this years ago I would have fought it with great fire, but he lives. The one who knows all of my secrets. Who can anticipate my words before they spill from my lips. Who knows the exact line of my jaw and has traced it over and over with his beautiful fingers. Who has a mental map of every mark on my body. He knows where the scar is on my arm, even in the dark. He can close his eyes and sense in a moment how perfectly we fit together. He knows to wake me up slowly. He would slide my hand into his as we run away into the night to play on rain-drenched playgrounds. He would lay in the grass with me and looks for shapes in the clouds. He is a boy at heart, always. He has eyes with the depth of the ocean. With him I feel secure. He knows when words are not needed. He knows that I drive too fast, but comes along for the ride. He is forgiving. He makes me wake up with a smile on my face, and go to sleep with a satisfied sigh. He wants nothing more than to treasure the moment, and I can't help but soak it all in. He is not my oxygen but rather my sunshine. The cloudy days make the sunny ones that much more enjoyable. The moments we spend together will never be forgotten. I sleep well at night, and am finally content. Content is too weak of a word, rather like happy rings hollow. Amazed, I am. Fabulously excited at every prospect. Daringly in love, and alive. Oh so alive.
Hey you gender nectar
Crystalline from the vine
You know you'll drink her
Rolling and unrolling
Coiling emerging
Funning free running through
The afterworld intoyour room
So she prays
For a prankster and lust
In the marriage bed
And he waits till she can give
And he waits and he waits