Soft lips, soft skin

I was your american dream fading so beautifully

evolving into the world eating up the dirt and spiting out the sunlight

keeping me up and embracing me into the night

my nose too chill-bitten to breathe and my legs too shaky to dance

you pulled me in and held me dear, your breath and sighs were all I could hear

my eyes glazed over as your lips pulled near, nothing but desire, consumed by fear

touching and pulling and carresing and biting

you figured me out and released me from hiding

throwing myself on the floor like I threw my self to the wind

wreckless and wild, crying for something definite

wasted on words and drunk on desire

dancing in the currents and carried to the sand

lay me down and let my eyes wonder, they’re learning the forms of the sky in hopes of becoming part of it. I touch the lines of promises left in the breeze to flow in and out, failing to form something tangible. 

I get it, I do. I’m not failing, just wishing for a part of you. 

emursed in the lights and sounds I met the demon inside me

she was hateful and spiteful, never the prey, ready to kill

everything stopped around me and the music roared again and brought me back

I went in and out of this persona it was wonderful and scary, beautiful and sad

a zombie to this persona, the drugs didn’t help, I hated him and wanted to hate myself

but I flashed my vain engraved eyes and all was well, I didn’t need anything but the music

she took me over and sent me into an emotionless run, gulped the liquor down and danced

while he was chasing purpose, I was chasing whisky with meaningless motions

Flickering in and out, I was knocked back to reality after the shrooms wore off and the ecstasy ended. I was drunk, alone and that was all there was. Me, myself and meaningless motions with a persona inside me waiting to be released again. 

We met in the mountians, we travelled to the sea,

our hands clasped as we danced between the trees.

A day of days, in which we have played again

beyond the rivers and into the fast lane.

we’re bonded, we’re blood

we’ve made it through the flood

I was a child to the sea sailing and roaming the waves

waving goodbye to the salty figures upon the shore

The light house guided me to somewhere more

we were lovers of a long time, a long time for my heart that constantly found itself wandering into nearby streams and rivers, leaking itself into every crevice it could find

you crashed into me and dropped your anchor and I was filled to the brim, you adored the waves in my hair and the flood of warmth I covered you in.

your rejection does me good, I feel something more then the usual, I just wish it made sense.