Time Travel 2011
That was real bare on the bathroom floor These shelves Dis shelved Deceit
He is eluding me quiet in sigh
I love my hands the most wrapped i… collective strands of her hair her body is so slender,
remember me, pencil and paper? we used to be the best of friends
take me away to our secret hide out where our hearts can heal and thoughts pour take me away
I could drink you up. Word after word that delicately fall from your lips onto my ear.
Get into your book And I’ll write about you in mine words to a sentence, a muse to an artist You are ever
with the simple fact that she’s asleep on my arm.
I’ll paint this tin can and tie a little string Hang it on the receiver and I’ll be ready
subtle attempts at satisfying loud desires maddening silence but trust
silent beneath heavy kisses I sometimes wonder,
you’re the colors in my heart The brilliant shades of orange and yellow
I’m searching for my heart is it lurking under the floor boards Has it sunken far, far away from me
I wonder if I’ll ever have the Pleasure of waking up next to him or listening to his heart beat
July moon and everyone went a little crazy drug crave sex craze