The air outside is a reason to be mad , mad to live mad to be .
The sun leaves the sky yet again and a cloud of now comes near town
where our hearts beat and the moon keeps
the love webbing through the night
"and im floating in the most peculiar way"
where the inspiration comes its hard to let go
like magnets across the room ,
eyes across a room ,
hearts across the room
its hard to believe i don’t know you yet
your the most beautiful stranger in my eyes
not sure
if its lust alone .. for i barley know your name
but ill come see you again, my heart is shaken
just by the look your giving. but who knows
i might not see you again , and it will be perfectly okay
For the atmosphere is all i need, the intense beat of our hearts where for ever compassion lays the all knowing eye
the love in my heart
the sun in my sky
the moon to my night , ]
REMEMBER GOD REMEMBER GOD
REMEMBER GOD
is all i need and maybe a little stephen stills to remember
life
”Don’t be angry - don’t be sad
Don’t sit crying over good times you’ve had”
and finding myself surrounded by
full of in the moment seekers
I have become undeniably mad for this world, for life its the taste of air
just like whitman
"The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it,
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.”
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
The air outside is a reason to be mad , mad to live mad to be .
The sun leaves the sky yet again and a cloud of now comes near town
where our hearts beat and the moon keeps
the love webbing through the night
"and im floating in the most peculiar way"
where the inspiration comes its hard to let go
like magnets across the room ,
eyes across a room ,
hearts across the room
its hard to believe i don’t know you yet
your the most beautiful stranger in my eyes
not sure
if its lust alone .. for i barley know your name
but ill come see you again, my heart is shaken
just by the look your giving. but who knows
i might not see you again , and it will be perfectly okay
For the atmosphere is all i need, the intense beat of our hearts where for ever compassion lays the all knowing eye
the love in my heart
the sun in my sky
the moon to my night , ]
REMEMBER GOD REMEMBER GOD
REMEMBER GOD
is all i need and maybe a little stephen stills to remember
life
”Don’t be angry - don’t be sad
Don’t sit crying over good times you’ve had”
and finding myself surrounded by
full of in the moment seekers
I have become undeniably mad for this world, for life its the taste of air
just like whitman
"The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it,
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.”
