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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 after tonight 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 no feeling let's do this: adagio, allegre, fortissimo, cut out the pianissimo, this time 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. Regards jm | Posted on 2013-08-26 00:00:00 | by Joachim | [ Reply to This ] | |