when I think of you the skies between my thighs turn all shades of pink and blue and then my heart begins and starts god, I don’t know, what do I do? till all my guards and well-kept parts melt right into your skin and through
We are all but Images In the eyes of others perceived In one’s own believed The truth The lies Dire Premise Fire and ice Sugar and spice Ingredients to life Diluted Created Distilled Images
Living in the moment Bathing my soul within the universe. Allowing emotions to float onto surface. Magnifying the lessons learned in sessions. Senses never leads us astray but my heart always choose to stay.
A friend of mine told me I write when I’m sad She said it is as if I am in pain And I said when I write it rains When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark And when I stop The birds of the sky sings Coming out to play as the sun is out