Saturday, 4 March 2017

how i see you

less and more about the lies in
these dreams. it pushes my
Integrity into a box names
"she lives here". maybe i have
drowned already but into her
ego i become one with
the spaces of blue.



 

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...