Omne Thrium Perfectum.. 3's =perfection...
I do terrible
with silence
can’t stand it
makes me want
to scream
just to hear
something
avoidance
don’t like
it either
screaming
through
electronic
messages
like words
in my mind
yelling...
I’m not really
wanted, important
so I eat it
like bad words
& not the
naughty ones
that bring
me alive
that feed
me life
I crave
your touch
deep inside
just the right
spot...
bring me there
keep me there
like ...like...
Lana Del Ray’s
Video Games,
it’s you, it’s you,
seriously it’s you
it’s all for you,
why I keep trying..
well maybe it’s for me
kssing in the blue dark,
as our tongues collide
from drinking wine...
twisted together red
makes blue, yes?
playing pool & wild darts,
if pocket pool &
innocent pokes
& games of just
the tip, count
I tell you all the time,
don’t you read
my messages?!?
Heaven,...well my Heaven
if Heaven is brought
by stimulation...
it’s a place on earth
with you...
you do it for me,
you do...
tell me all the
things you
wanna do...
oh, tell me...
please... more,
stimulate me...
I heard you
like the bad girls,
honey, is that true?
I knew it, I knew it
you found me too
We like all the same
bad things baby,
show me them
through... I need it
want it, have to
feel it..as I like
bad boys too...
