A Solitary Tango...
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Forbidden love sucks!
#2013
Gone fishin’ for a fan in a vast p… Biting seems abundant while I hav… Hook well baited, sinker tight; I… Something fishy’s gone awry, my ba… Each new trip is well thought out,…
I awake as I’m walking down stair… Blinded by darkness, I reach for… But no light is found, I must bra… And trust that my eyes might gener… But even my eyes won’t offer assis…
Lying wide awake in bed Carbonate whirlpools fill my head. A fizzing frenzy of swirling thoug… Dispelling answers I once sought.… My eyes, alive with scattered spar…
I wonder if another knows what dar… The scary, snarling, nasty thing t… Slipping from the glossy glass whi… Sheltered by night’s darkness and… Your dwelling tries to warn you wi…
'0 - < - * - > o:)O(: o < - * - >… * . . * . . * . . * 'The’' 'Universe’' 'is’' 'made’'… 'The’' 'Earth’' 'of’' ‘air;’ 'We’' 'are’' 'simply’' 'tiny’' 'fi…
Peering, stupendously, through cal… exotic arms of electricity seducti… summoning my arrival. Reaching for… and exploring eyelids’ depths. Surrounding sounds spin to static,
All alone in my room; I speak out… If they talk back I surely don’t… I ask many questions; I need some… They simply may not wish to chatte… I speak out again, in a friendlier…
Floating like a feather in a forie… Sailing on vibrations of a higher… Dancing in a hidden realm of love’… To songs of angels singing in perf… Is an ever fleeting level of pure…
Not knowing their true intensity, I find there are times I wish to cry into your eyes. Never feeling
I’ll stalk you like a shadow in th… always by your side but remaining… I’ll bring you dire pain while I… and quickly numb your spirit so yo… I am the ageless Bringer of Chaos…
'U’'ndeniably mythological; creatu… 'N’'eeding not any proof, we just… 'I’'n dreams, in thoughts, and sto… 'C’'oloring imagination with feeli… 'O’'r perhaps in a long ago time;…
The wind, without welcome carries crunchy kisses to my wooden window sill. Leaving in its wake, a pool of particles crackling,
Thoughts gurgle as my mind grows weary, sifting through a sea of words. A philosophical frenzy of manic-frantic phrases
She watches below intently, From the tip of heaven. Her fixed gaze staring gently, Protecting cosmic brethren. Eyes of golden amber glow
My mother was a party-er, free-spirited, and wild. Then I came along, her first begotten child. She tried to be responsible,