Surfing in a sweet dream Stop and sipping on winter wind Watching the wind cut through this chin Broken hearts are waiting to pin Fix them to beautiful scene Glad to know you're in my team You're my choco ice cream
Love today looks like brown butter bourbon ice cream and sunlight Like body oil on soft legs And smoothie cream in even softer hair Like breathing and disappearing in sheets Like breast free of cups that don't hold me like the universe does Like lips that taste of caramel And a bedroom that heals in lavender Like woman done waiting Like woman simply being Like body untouched, un-tethered.
♡ soft sweet soothing sumptuous a comfort to offer an attempt to pamper a big scoop of ice cream after a root canal procedure not to subside or else to hide the pain but to forget it for awhile and / or get the smile back :)
i twisted together the little white flowers into a crown for you watched your face light up started to blush after all, they're only weeds but you wore them like a prince opened my door like a gentleman rolled our windows down turned up my favorite song it doesn't matter if we know all the words summer is short and those little white flowers won't be around for long
Having a crush is like being in the Summer Rain It's hot outside and you feel no pain And the ice cream in your hand taste so good And all the innocent children are riding their bikes down your hood Laughter fills your lane And you feel so tamed The sun shines on you The sun shines on him You both smile With the silent agreement that you feel some chemisty (And that you want to make history together) No clouds But you feel a sensation of rain And a single drop appears That smile fades (maybe he didn't feel the same) But it still hot outside Back turned, he runs for shelter And you stand there in the middle of the pavement unable to move And the rain pours down on you And streams of ice cream sinks through your fingers But its still hot outside And your heart which was once filled with so much joy Is left wet even though its hot outside
****** is not, the Finish Line is not, What ****** is about, ****** My friend, is to understand The End, is not ****** for them, For Women, ****** is the route.
The mountain looks down on me Smiling sinner Drop your sunshine around me Im drowning Theres anger in the earth now Time to give birth now My child has died Silver lake swimming Nothing means anything Anymore I threw her face against The wall I slept in the yard With the dogs dancing on my chest Empty nest Leaving them all behind Ribbons spill out of me My arms are dangling Useless from carrying Everything Look down at me mountain man share with me gods plan Tell her that I died Im just a husk of a human hide How can I explain my Simple situation If you’ve never felt a thing
