#rey
You don't ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you're lying in my arms, baby
You don't ever have to
Go faster than your fastest pace
Or faster than my fastest cars
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doin' better
I wanted to reach out, but I never said a thing
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doin' better
I wanted to call you, but I didn't say a thing
You don't ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you're lyin' in my arms, and, honey
You don't ever have to
Act cooler than you think you should
You're brighter than the brightest stars
I'll pick you up
If you come back to America
Just hit me up
'Cause this is crazy love
I'll catch you on the flipside
If you come back to California
You should just hit me up
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever how far
We'll hit up all the old places
We'll have a party
We'll dance 'til dawn
I'll pick up all of your folks and all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
I'll throw a party
All night long
-------Lana Del Rey
May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 7:14 AM UTC
My heart is so warm right now
like a toasty marshmallow
all brown and melty
slumping to one side.
Part of me wants more
like a piercing light saber
my desire increases tenfold
three red shafts throbbing
extremely hard and ready to go
when my nostrils take in
your sweet scent. It's nice like
honey baked bread fresh
from the oven or soft like green litchen moss with warmth radiating while watching
Star Wars: The Force Awakens
(again) while cuddling you
letting your body heat fold over me so neat like someone cranked open
a portable blow torch and
started blowing my frozen heart wide open with orange flames
thawing it to room temperature.
Now a tiny piece of pink remains peeking shyly at you in the dark
precariously dangling its delicate
frailty like soft woven spider lace.
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
i went to sleep with him in my bed
to meet the one who wore the flower crown
slightly opening my eyes
my greatest fear you disappeared into the dark paradise.
i didn't know what to do
so i began to pinch myself
you were too good to be true
whenever i saw your face i felt alive.
i wandered into the dark paradise,
in hopes of finding you.
when you decide to leave that place,
promise me you won't forget me this time.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
"Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf
It's alarming honestly how charming she can be"-Lana Del Rey [Carmen]
Her hand on the Jack Daniels to escape the memories.
Undecipherable is her emotions
She looks you in the eyes, showing that she's not afraid
Not afraid, of the thoughts that haunt
the life she has to live
the expectations she has to fulfill
the beauty she has to uphold
but her melanin's juxtapose
They talk and talk
Her slurs on a thousand
She's charming and cute
you're in for a hoot
the Jack Daniels takes her into an abyss and brings her back like the touch of her spouse and ****** of their encounters: on the island, couch, in the bedroom.
Fading .. Relapsing in time. —Bejoux Soleil
#BSoleil
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
Those angel eyes, they tell it well.
They speak of how we met in hell.
Your luscious lips, and those **** eyes.
A glimpse of heaven shining through the skies.
My favorite laugh is yours and mine.
After red wine, your cheeks are lovely and divine.
The summer breeze, the pale blue sky.
The day you told me that you loved me,
I almost died.
The golden day, my dearest memory.
When you held my hand and we floated through that field.
We said I do. Our hearts combined.
As the moon shined...
On your angel eyes,
And
I see them well.
I promise to love you until...
The end.
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 2:44 PM UTC