i guess its time for this
rebellion of a state of mind
perhaps this is more
of a gentle kind
slowly slipping into bed
awaiting your hands against my breast
or just pressure along my thigh
the way you feel
next to me at night
like a dream
blending into the sunrise

hello ( Read more... )

Your face reminiscent of scoria ( Read more... )

no buisness being busy.

Innocence passes over us ( Read more... )

These eyes get me deeper into a depth I’d rather not be places and faces and words streamlined into a harsh over analyzed place a fairytales nightmare wished on stars before now im afraid to think twice about the echoed voice calling and hanging up on time reactions pacifistic connections seeing the color and the length calculate distance pressure ( Read more... )

currently wondering why i came back.
aslo why i am so ignorant to facts.

i never fight fire with fire ( Read more... )

ive got a pocket full of regrets ( Read more... )