Celina · Jul 6, 2012
Lets just pretend

i just want the euphoria of certain moments,
and to be able to lock them in a jar.

i want to take the jar and hide it away
and be able to open it
whenever i desire to do so -
which will thus cause the euphoria
to soak in through my skin.

we need an endless supply of this
sensation
and access it always.

heat waves through my chest
as i picture the power
we could obtain

 
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