her: you eat pussy?
Your words are the very existence of my breath.
Your laugh is why I am able to listen.
Your eyes are why I choose to see.
A subtle ocean wave that sits beneath my iris, rescued by a drought of reality.
You were such a happy “first day of my life”.
Flesh and bone built on a castle made of blood and metal,
a paradox of strength and fragility,
your hair carried every reason why I wanted to fly in the wind.
Now, but a memory, you sit so fondly in the trees of my heart.
Swaying from one chamber to the next, you are why my blood is flowing.
Days where we were disrupted by raging fires and angered storms,
green jealousy that made the word “wicked”,
I will always feel those flames.
But here I am, here you’re where?, where are we?
Distant, yet, still…oh so warm.
You taught me the meaning of mountains,
where I can only be as high as my own self worth.
Your name will always raise a toast in my curiosity,
all while knowing that as long as my mind still wanders those roads,
and wanders the maps of your anatomy,
no vein will lead you wrong.
I will always want to protect you,
because you brought me to some of the best days of my life,
and because without you, my life here now would not exist.
I am forever grateful, I am forever happy, I am forever gratified…
I am forever unvanquished.
"I want a girl with lips like morphine
Knock me out every time they touch me
I wanna feel that kiss just crush me
And break me down…
See I’ve waited for all my life
To be here with you tonight
Just put me on my back
Knock me out again.”
This song sends storms of love and rage through my mind. A fierce blow of adrenaline as one memory after another floods my heart.
Never gets old…
I think this is witchcraft in a nutshell.
The placebo effect at its finest
I ache for your existence in my life way too much.