Silver turns Gray |
Time evading lost grip finds a tender place to sit in this heartbeat running rapid. How your rivers escape the taste it laid with such hunger those days seemed so much cleaerer something new something...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 05:04:00 GMT |
Clover Morning Breath |
This rise felt real again today,to be and am real. Tomorrow the sun will gaze and fade into the essence of never being at all.. I know this because I am this... To fade what a beautiful defeat to lay ...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 03:45:00 GMT |
I love chewing meat and feeling the veins pop between my teeth. |
Everytime I escape successfully I become restless and want to go back. I think it's more the thrill, but this just isn't true. I just have cold feet and thin gills.
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 01:19:00 GMT |
Love is to Blood as Blood is to the wine of the eternal longing |
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Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 23:56:00 GMT |
.Rise. |
Diluted home base for never knowing or feeling but together I feel we could be breathing if only you'd let go.i wish my life would explode.i wish i could smell your hair once more and mean it.tonight ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 23:52:00 GMT |
love=universe |
my eyes the ocean my breath the air my lips the rivers my skin the land my hairs the trees love is the universe.
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 23:49:00 GMT |
You make me breathe branches |
watching took away from it,along the astomspheric residue of your skin scratched till it was raw and bled a little more i found you there i felt you collaspe i tried across the floor your voice echoed...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 23:48:00 GMT |
Great Advice!! |
Dear Lucretia,I truly hope you can help me. I am in a committed two-year long relationship with my boyfriend, but recently we have been having problems. About three months back we decided to switch fr...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 19:26:00 GMT |
Last. |
The past walked in today and to my surprise very well,indeed. I couldn't believe my eyes seeing this walking,breathing portal into who I used to be. Like a dinsoaur to a caveman. The last familiar thi...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 01:09:00 GMT |
.Rain beating this tin roof. |
It would seem that times have changed but I don't feel this way on the inside. It is all red & violet there. Tomorrow will breed a new disappointment or a new appreciation, which it will be is alw...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 00:54:00 GMT |
