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My cells are alight with the thought of you
Wrapped around in you
szdgsd, I can't explain it.
I want to be under you and over you
and beside you and through you
I just want you everywhere
all over me
and we can watch our atoms dissociate
and react with each other
We could feel our senses dissipate
like a breath in the night air
or maybe even let go.
Just let go of each other
If I could let go of the hands of
my parents and walk on my own
why can't I let go of you?
Because it won't mean anything
and the last night
and the next night
temporary feelings, heightened senses
discovering the anatomy of another
means nothing when you're a corpse
and feeling no love
let's do this:
adagio, allegre, fortissimo, cut out
with [no] feeling.
| Well u actaully write with feelings thats for sure.|
A thoughful play of the senses I would say.
Keep up the good work.
|| Posted on 2013-08-26 00:00:00 | by Joachim | [ Reply to This ] |