~"If your eyes lay reading this, I truly feel sorry for you. Obviously you have more time, then with you know what to do. Go, write something witty, make a face smile or cry. And stop this waste of your time, on one such as I."~ |
I touch - her alabaster skin,
My eyes consume this sin...
For Matthew
Vibrating rock, ricocheted variations...
Run into - Collide,
My inside outside...
Cold fingers down the heated spine,
Flesh to flesh, meld and intertwine...
It stings now, where once was whole,
It bleeds now, out from the gaping hole...
Assumptions, assumptions, and so you assume, |
I covet for the knife of steel, |
Life is filled with crazy glitches, |