"fingertips of sun trace the edges of this room I turn my face so your leaving does not eclipse your kiss on back of my neck"~Ambergirl
someday I won't have to tell myself the obvious or pretend to be oblivious ~Robynwildchild
The new me is like: A woman killed in ruffles; falling to the ground with her hair spread out; her wrist secreting ambiant neon blood Juggling the moon and stars in palms; with the flecks in the eyes turning globes confetti like yearns of non-existant love... Running in barefoot brooks; with the moon arching its reflection up the aching backs where he holds onto my hips and sways me my dreams are: Renewing again amoungst the mating mossrocks stay satiated coining a pith in a breathy palms; so so sappy drenching dreary destiny to bloody toned walls my heart calls: callused and waving kites colors hues meshing, please feel me- I'm so-so soft- scratching like cat napes, round and female with sun-dresses blowing passion.. kiss the wind swiveling tears on cheeks, the light beams behind my curls, I pose and bleeeeeeed with pain on my sleeve... engulf: anger,sadness, happiness changing to squared rolling wheels, penetrate the projections of emotional mattresses... I feel open.. constantly.. dream of my transparent body unzipping my skin and stepping out of me.. and I run to cotton-candy padded fields and glow with bliss, and he will wait with his arms open- like that of jesus and view me- patiently...cuz he knows I tripped on my way there and I'm all bruised... ~ me
the colors were NEVER accurate!and people dont go thru people!
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