in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for
trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…
what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?
just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice