These cryptic movements ensnare her only means of attention

Apr 17, 2005 01:36

festoons garnished by the light and two siloutted dancing in emotions while being projected onto the jaged edges of a close brick wall, noses touch, and a chain of sensations break and spread to entangle and enwrap someone in the moment. ahh...I wish there were no limits to the night, that I could sleep out there without waking up with a swarm of ants migrating into left nostril. I dont really care for politics anymore by the way! and what I truly value right now! is....sensual feelings, haha perhaps.. but truly...friends, those people who will look at you with a smile and laugh with only the most uplifting tear studded eyes, hmm as these extremes of me explode and reveal themselves in fullest forms, I can feel a certain release, terrible how you get so much Love out of hate..and vice versa, the things we are born with, that exist in our craniums....do we make them up? with reference to learning about them...or are they there...hmmm I feel, I destroy, I breathe, I create..like clots of hair in your throat, destroying the path, heavy breathing and then creating a lesson or perhaps more issues. hmm bad analysis, I know. anyways, maybe I lost tonight, but I didnt resort to the worst ways my head has to offer. I Love the future. the sun has gone to bed and so will I.
convey, you're going to carry that weight
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