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Meet us above the hangover pride you loves to carried along with your unmatched ego, beside the unbound prejudice, under swathes indigo, when there is no you, no me, but us. Meet us vulnerably naked with serenity run throughs our blood and a sip of honesty in the tip of our lips.
please, do not re-upload and hello from me, a new born kid inside this mystical world of words. kindly share me your point of view, with love, self.
Soft lips
that stung like alcohol when we kissed.
Blonde hair
almost as vibrant as your smile.
Pale skin
pulling me closer, begging to be touched.
Blue shirt
I told you it brought out the color in your eyes.
Dark room
truth is I couldn't see your eyes in that basement light.
Hard floor
the truth is I just want you to hold me.
Intoxicating
you make me feel dizzy and I want to walk straight again.
Intoxicated
*you make me say things I usually won't, you make me do things I usually don't.
Thoughts on first experience from a party mixed with my feelings for someone there.
We can do mathematics. I'll simplify
your reasons to kiss me, subtract
doubt, add charm, multiply seduction,
root hope and equate your ****** with
mine.
heatherlullaby Sep 2020
She sometimes plunged herself into a misty black,dark enough to ignore every breathing moments and hurdled herself into a decent white, pure enough to delight others being. But in mean time, she just a mysterious shade of grey- overwhelmed by unknown scratch of mystical feelings.
please, do not re-upload and hello from me, a new born kid inside this mystical world of words. kindly share me your point of view, with love, self.
heatherlullaby Sep 2020
Papa used to tell me about the gentle one. They whose its word could be grasp and its action could be inspire, a gentleman it is. To aware of what they do and did, speak and spoken, take and taken.

For what I sip, and what I sink, the antithesis blowed up like the truth that been spilled and becoming a cloudy paradox of his spoken lullaby. To finally stepping on the ground and aware of a little man I held, but certainly let go.
please, do not re-upload and hello from me, a new born kid inside this mystical world of words. kindly share me your point of view, with love, self.
heatherlullaby Sep 2020
For live that I could still sense after breathing a poisonous anger
and tranquil soul that I could still grasp over a tainted solid mastermind I portrayed
I feel grateful for finally being able to stretch a red-permanent line in the midst of  shattered things
and actually take a step out from a hell that been create by my corrupted sanity.
Now that we arrive here while other human-kind being busy huff and puff to unknown destinations on the highway to nowhere,
we could finally had a same point of view that it all happened as a form of affirmation that each of us, however, have witnessed in each other triumph and fall.

About the haze of forgiveness.
please, do not re-upload and hello from me, a new born kid inside this mystical world of words. kindly share me your point of view, with love, self.
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