the lone candleA dim glow illuminates the room. I watch the frantic flicker of the candle dance across your face. Your eyes puncture through mine as your body gently places it's self atop me. The music and your breathing in my ear eases the tension in my stomach; I have no regrets.the lone candle
I find my hands yearning for every inch of you; I want to leave nothing untouched. Suddenly our gentle moans are synchronized and the world disintegrates. Your body is like an incalculable piece of silk, and I find myself tracing every ounce of your muscle. I wonder if I've ever felt this before.
Suddenly h
i am all of this."I am all of this, and I am none of this," is the last fully conscious memory I have. We tumble down, down, down the rabbit hole, not to resurface until several hours later. My newborn legs stand for the first time, and I feel my very bones wiggle. I turn to you and ask with a shit-eating grin, "Wanna go outside?"i am all of this.
The early morning air, the moon and the stillness of the quarter are our only companions. We stumble through the streets and darkness, giggling all the way. The world appears so new, alive, and beautiful. You turn to me and say, "So this is what the Seventies were like."
21st CenturyThe youths of my generation make me want to vomit. Lack of clothing, respect and penis sizes rules their attention. And if it's not sex, then our minds and eyes are taken away from the beauty of life for a cell phone or computer screen. Sometimes I wonder, what goes through our minds?21st Century
Does anyone else hear two girls talking about clothes, shoes, and designer brands and equate it to chickens squawking? Or a group of collegiate boys joking about some girls' ass that just happened to walk by and compare it to a bunch of sub-humans? I used to equate this to just being angsty, but it's not angst it's just
tranquilityMy eyes open to lush greenery and an over abundance of sunlight. "God," I think to myself, "This is absolutely gorgeous." You're on my left, gripping my hand as if I were your only life-line. We're standing on the edge of a cliff over looking a luxuriant and handsome valley. Despite the warmth of the sun, your touch and the perfection of the moment give me goose bumps.tranquility
After a few moments of soaking in our surroundings we begin our decent down the side of the mountain. As a feeble attempt at instigating, I begin to clumsily scamper down the trail; You quickly meet my pace and surpass it.
ahh, Thanksgiving.
Repulsed
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"With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy." -Desiderata
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pack your things, we'll skip this town;
I'll pick you up when the sun goes down...
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"Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive." ~ Gerard Way
BRILLIANCE IN INNOCENCE
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Life is hard, cause its life...otherwise it would be a dream
and welcome to Deviant art!.
and thank you! haha.<3
I feel both your courage and confusion, your wanderlust and your cocoon. Your yearning and your Angst! and I
While bathing your hair in darkness, is it a sign of things to come? Or the conclusion of your Tequila writings. LOL
May I suggest a beer sequel?
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