self portrait pt. 2 |
if i were to draw myselftaking my image from the reflection in your eyeswhen you're looking at mein the darkness of who we arewhere we arewhat we are doingi would pencil myself entirely inblackthen ta...
Posted by Maurice on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 01:32:00 PST |
self portrait |
?can i draw thatis that how you see mewhisper the answer in my eari still won't be able to draw itbut at least you will be closedoes that tell youabout myself?
Posted by Maurice on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 12:56:00 PST |
carnal knowledge |
don't look at mebecause you know i want to fuck youbecause you can see it in my eyeswhen i look at you and sayi love you, when i want to sayi want to fuck youbecause i love youand this love is too str...
Posted by Maurice on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 01:01:00 PST |
between the blue and the violet |
rainbow fallspitch brightcolorswithout youblueblack lightlitvioletsearching stillyousadness bleedshappinesspleased... to meet mecaught between the two shades ofyourainbow fallssearching stillhappiness...
Posted by Maurice on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 12:54:00 PST |
lit |
cigarette in your handi puffblowsmoke evaporatesbut the touch of your fingerlingers
Posted by Maurice on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 12:43:00 PST |
bloodflowers |
he asked, "can i trust you when i'm gone?"she replied, "if you have to ask, it's wrong."he said,"only flowers don't needand anything that doeswill eventually bleed."she said, nothing... but she gave h...
Posted by Maurice on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 12:39:00 PST |
jordan |
i saw a piece of paperpaindon't cry when it rainssorrowwhen your eyes look at me who do i seeyours his minei can't find... wordsso much to answer fori don't know i...
Posted by Maurice on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 08:57:00 PST |
untitled |
open windowautumnbreeze blows... regretautumn leavescaressshattered painshirtless soulrefrainwake upmake upwrapped around your body
Posted by Maurice on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 02:29:00 PST |
masada |
this is my sacrificethat i will let myself be destroyed by the pain of loving youbefore i am destroyed by the thought of living without you(masada: an ancient mountaintop fortress in southeast isreal ...
Posted by Maurice on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 02:25:00 PST |
debris |
i witnessed a fire that was the consequence of lovebut my eyes were too wet to burnthe sadness of decay, no the decay of sadnessthat's what she wasas she blew a kiss to extinguish the flames and i loo...
Posted by Maurice on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 01:27:00 PST |
