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Rays of sunlight hit the thick lens of your glasses and illuminate the golden frames Every single ray is completely absorbed into your perfect skin through the sunrise. Resonating within the inner workings of your mind, igniting an inferno in your soul I wish to become those sun rays, surrounding your body, penetrating your eyes Warmth flowing throughout your tender body, surging through your inner being You radiate joy, the after effects of a splendid moment marked by an influx of pleasure. Laying on the damp, dew-stained grass parallel to your your delicate boyish frame Like a sort of unseen force, the happiness we've shared here is unable to be measured You open your mouth, and suddenly ideas of the future trickle out and run down your lips Destroying the perfect, serene silence of the moment with your unachievable fantasies and plans About the mansion you will build her, about the children you will have with her, about your bed You turn your head towards me, your eyes are fixed on my face, you tell me you won't be my man. I stare back up at the sky, expansive, free, a light, playful shade of blue, not too dark I realize that I'd much rather prefer to be the sky above your head, free and independent Seeing the world, but not affected by the pressure of mankind, not affected by pain or lust So when you look upon me, you covet me, you realize that without you, I'm still transcendent.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
I Wish to be the Sky
Rays of sunlight hit the thick lens of your glasses and illuminate the golden frames Every single ray is completely absorbed into your perfect skin through the sunrise. Resonating within the inner workings of your mind, igniting an inferno in your soul I wish to become those sun rays, surrounding your body, penetrating your eyes Warmth flowing throughout your tender body, surging through your inner being You radiate joy, the after effects of a splendid moment marked by an influx of pleasure. Laying on the damp, dew-stained grass parallel to your your delicate boyish frame Like a sort of unseen force, the happiness we've shared here is unable to be measured You open your mouth, and suddenly ideas of the future trickle out and run down your lips Destroying the perfect, serene silence of the moment with your unachievable fantasies and plans About the mansion you will build her, about the children you will have with her, about your bed You turn your head towards me, your eyes are fixed on my face, you tell me you won't be my man. I stare back up at the sky, expansive, free, a light, playful shade of blue, not too dark I realize that I'd much rather prefer to be the sky above your head, free and independent Seeing the world, but not affected by the pressure of mankind, not affected by pain or lust So when you look upon me, you covet me, you realize that without you, I'm still transcendent.
michelle-lynne
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
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