Light stars, skidded skin. Fractured rib.
I'll still love youl

I spent too much time, flipping throug old records. In that old shop, in my home town. My head is filled with dust, but I can sing every song on every album. Without missing a beat.

Haha bye college

Yeah, I'll this cookie, maybe two more. ***** off dude

I don't want you to break, in your pastel blue blanket. Fine china in my arms, sniffling softly. Warm mittens, a sleeping cap adorned on your sleeping head. Mouth open, a small little grin , plays off from your lips. Little hairs, across you sweet sweet brow. I press my lips to your tiny nose, Ocean Valor. Like a wave you rose, open soft grey eyes, that yet wait to greet the world.

It hurts like hell, but I'll just a take another trip, dip & dive into someone else's liquid mind. Find friends among the beaten flowers, in an abandoned window sill. Look forever among the common grounds, the commotion of motion beyond all life forms. **** me, & find peace within yourself. A life for a life.

Lioness, at bay, lapping up your waters.
Every single day.
Finding comfort in your claws, your teeth,
She kisses your jaw,
Falling in love with those ember eyes,
Running & touching & rolling,
Through the maze of weeds,
Stand down wind,
Violent breeze,
Find solitude in the fur,
The tendons in her legs,
They ache for you,
As you run run run,
Catch up with your mate,
But he doesn't want to play...calm down love.

Maybe they'll both die.

Travel the piece across the board,
Roll a six.

I'll yawn softly, roll over to the next couple states & fall back asleep curling my toes, as your scent hits my nose. My face buried in your back.

Jesus Christ DONT let me wake up from all the screaming, jesus I won't wake up again.

Beethoven's five secrets.

They laugh because you're freaking fantastic kid

I miss forehead kisses

Can we explore this optical illusion of our love? Realism of fine arts, two poetic hearts. Beat as one, sometimes...a little off. And I skip a little behind. But our souls collide, and in my eyes you're the one. Can we share the same breath, the same bed? A table at breakfast? Take pictures, save memories we won't have to miss, because I'll always be by your side. Woah, wax on surf boards make sense.

Your hands belong on my hips, pressing against the warm smooth skin, your fingertips dipped beneath the lace on my *******.

Window panes, melting on my tongue

The drugs I do tonight, will be good enough.
The graphics are fantastic, I broke the 3D glasses in half. Mortal combat, combining souls. I want to make love on lsd, paint a picture, & die happily .

You get exactly what God you think He is.

You killed the author of life, but God raised Him from the dead.

He's not going to give you fish, He's going to teach you how to fish.

If you say the word "fair" you're going back to belief.

FAITH TOUCHES GOD, BELIEF DANCES AROUND HIM

Either God is God! Or he's not..

Growing hurts, but we only focus on the hurt, & not the growing.

Apostolos
Prophêtês
Euaggelistês
Poimên
Didaskalos

Jesus is love in His love.
God is love in His discipline.
Holy Spirit is love in His power.

Never confuse being friendly with flirting, words often mean nothing. Other then a simple phrase to end the conversation. Do not get wound up in emotions. Periods, commas and exclamation points exaggerated. Baby, you're just another empty paragraph to keep him busy...

Felt tipped bins, filled with finer finds. All my feelings inside, fall like ash in a hearth. You packaged doubt in a sponge, set it on the shelf. Till an inocent kid, rubbed his brains out. Three parts equally in the basket, everything a vessel. New wine skin, holds old wine just to rot the skin. Be made whole, stop smacking sticks against rocks. Just listen

Intheskinofthebonesonmyheartunderearthedmasterpiecedtogethertakea­swigofthis.

I'll marry this piece of land, build a glass house way up in the sky. Let the Rays fly through the roof, straight to you. I'll never hurt you, cut you down to size. Let you wrap around my glass walls, never getting inside. Keep everything on stilts, your leathery weathery fingers will never reach mine. & I'm sorry for that.

Hey,  my moms having the baby today

***** hairs under your nails, what have you been doing.

And I wanna be selfish.

Im not the marrying type.

Never have I ever, chased ***** with orange juice.

slumber

Madison

If there was a lot more moisture around us, this leaf would be well rounded.

3/4 of you melting on the deck,
Muscle & tendon,
Malicious,
She'll eat you in one bite,
Lick up the bones & aftermath,
Take your head and bury it else where,
She'll do it,
She's done it,
Cause she loves me.

Poetry turns me on

Cause it works

I hope you sleep well, beneath the ocean swell, against the cool rocks. Beside the crevices of your mind. I love you.goodnight

I wish I could see...anything that meant something to someone other than me.

Bleary, dreary bifocals looked out through seeing eyes. At the maze of apiculture before him. He pushed a cart his whole life, never stepping up on the ledge to ride it.

Every Tuesday night, his fist packed tight full of ones. Uncrumbling, Washington from his back pocketed jeans. He'd lay him out flat, on the desk, like I should be impressed. One pack of cigs please.

He'd take his cart, around the world & back. Show kaleidoscope girls a good time. Because no matter how pretty that **** picture was, no matter how many times you tore it a part...it was always ugly. Just like the make up, that caked up the beauty on her face.

Parking lot pickups, corner cat-calls, was all she would be worth, a penny in the gutter, if she was lucky. Face up, grasped by hands that'll never love her. Such a steep price, for such a cheap use of love. Generic.

He tells them, he loves them as his boots slide on, comfortable. Too much in a hurry to take his socks off. Humming, Spin Doctors under his breath. He breaths heavily, like he worked so hard that day.

She holds onto morales like lose change, change is lose when you're use, to anything. That shows up on the corners on a Tuesday night, with something new to ignite. Not just the ciggerate between his lips. Lion skin, hipocrathy.

I lay the bills neatly in the drawr, wondering what price he really pays for the stress to relieve his mind. What price does the girl pay, how many clinics does she visit in a year. Baby girl YOUR NOT AN ACCIDENT, YOUR WORTH MORE THAN THE WORDS THAT HIT YOUR CHEEK LIKE A SLAP YOU HAVE MORE POTENTIAL THAN THE MEN YOU LET COMFORT YOU INTO THIS ABUSIVE SOLIDTUDE. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, I WOULD SPEND EVERY CENT I HAD JUST TO SIT & TALK WITH YOU.

**Luke 7:47
"Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.”"

Zero percent, care free Lima bean. I feel fine, listening to the kooks, & a **** between my knees.

Boys with lengthy hair, trembling voices &, sparrow tattoos.

I formed an amazing spoken word, in my head. In check out today.

Death with benifits

You're the person, who never refills the toilet paper, on every single floor...