

how it felti feel like the raindrops forming on the window clinging to one another to avoid falling three stories below to a shimmering void the clouds mask my face and your hair sweeps across yourshow it felt
like a storm from the atlantic cool, stinging and fresh are the
kisses you plant from silent lips the world spins around us and we are the eye of the storm for just one tempestuous moment water floods city streets and
leaves are blown about like plastic bags or even just wind itself my eyes stick to the wonder the awe of simple, final complacency found in the s


sea foamblue sea foam circled around green tides and blacksea foam
deepness to the ocean floor the wave and roll of stretching waters is the softness of your voice and the curtains of blue brush the sand like your hand on mine
breaking away the barriers between our bodies and our souls as the tide comes in division is blurred rearranged, juxtaposed
jumping fishes washed ashore are brought home by storm winds and the salt fresh air stings my face as i stand at the end of ground looking across the living sea your every motion
is beauty reaching


attention to detailcrushed cans and empty bottles like an ocean on the floor of a studio apartment last weeks dinner feeds thousands and the smell of recycling is known to some as rot just like my messiness is known to some as sloth but sitting on a chair on the balcony overlooking leafless woods i find myself like the push of the wind choosing no path making no decisions but to move because direction is relative like right andattention to detail
wrong are true to only an extent and the truth is that lies can be extended to mean every thing that we know to be real like our eyes


equilibriumwait- i need to catch my breath myequilibrium
heart pumps too quickly like short stabs at my head and blood can be empty like this
sinking submerging rising falling in my
heart or mind the lines between the two are often blurred by tension distorted by fear of the end or the beginning but why make differences they are the same. like love and hate, two separate yet two in the same extreme feelings are differentiated only by perception and are not feelings but states of being and living love is just hating hate oh how i wish i could just break the boundaries betwe


dawnlight has broken through the window panes it won't soak past my eyes song, life settled into air with suns they slowly rise at last the answers sought, discovered rest in my hands like water cupped sneaking past, through gaps unseendawn
as all that is lies in between
if you stare enough, the stars will fall down to the space beside you if you wait enough, a voice will call that seals the wounds inside you life's fatal flaw- things never linger they come an


fogrippling across a fan of water; liquid moonlight miles don't move, even when you're feet dofog
and even when you're eyes travel down shadows and inverted spirits
your heart stays safely lodged- where it will forever remain
and cities blur and traffic fades still even a lonely tree shades all that was will never be and all that will we'll always see
never, evaporates like mist
across bridges of maybes and ends bridges burned into massless ashes and dust seeping into
particles of air
and perception bends
i caught it. just thought you should know
miss you man
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everything changes but nothing is truly lost
thanks 4 the fav
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Luv techno!
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''A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words.''
-Ansel Adams
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I plan on ruling the world! You should see my vast amount of minions!~
i miss you!
and thaks for het favourite.
were super cool haha
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I plan on ruling the world! You should see my vast amount of minions!~
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