Tuesday, 4 December 2012

Curled arms

You leave me with no choice but to show you off to my insides.I will collect all of your eye shades and determine my next seduction. Only time will heal this hurt water falling stubborn on my cheeks; the dessert visited our waterfall once again.

Penetrate this dark roasted thought nailed into my person; I'm bleeding memoirs

Leave and walk my arms back to the velvet shore. There I will read you our obsessions' wanderer. There I will let go of your falling skin. Because your shore has drowned me emptiness

heat beats

heartbeats in my palms  with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds.  heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again.  love slathe...