

your eyes derail meAsked me a question, then you were inside my eyes and i forgot completely about anything you or i had been saying and, for that moment, i loved you.your eyes derail me


at three A M(disregard) these thoughts... kept me awake and put me to sleep. with bruised eyes i picture my escape. cryptic messages leading to my new residence. (i only secretly hope you will find me) The end. it's only a matter of words... it's only a matter of kisses... And counting is pretty much the same as kissing down. you've worried me far too long. A shooting star lasts only seconds. the forgat three A M


Unremarkablesince when are broken promises worth more than newfound kisses? my accounts seem to be much more optimistic than yours. That is the difficulty of being a wishing girl. It would be nice to know whether i am making an impression or not so far it seems i have been unremarkable... and it seems that all i have been able to give is timeUnremarkable
by `vhm-alex
by ~neurolepsia
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"Maybe I feel detatched, I may just look too shy,
it's a disinterest not that i'm a timid guy.
I call them bodies but, they are attentive too,
I feel the social glare, I feel the attitude."
-The Faint, Glass Danse
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"The criterion is how you treat the weak. The measure of civilized behavior is compassion."
Sadig el Mahdi, cited in Dark Star Safari, Paul Theroux.
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