Dependent.
I was comfortable alone before I met you.
You stole loneliness away when you came into my life.
And you made sure to take it with you when you left it.
And now that I have tasted companionship,
I forgot how to be alone.
Unfortunately, I still remember the feeling.
She’s an embered rose in both color and spirit. With gold dusted tips & sweet dusted gold lips
things i said to a stranger.
the night that i leave you,
earthquakes will shake great cities,
showers of sweet water that carry the essence of my bosom
will wash away every theory you ever had of me
and every memory of any past companions you thought to be true.
the very syllable of my name will flood your mouth,
wet your tongue and, roll off your lips changing your speech.
have you speaking in languages not yet created.
the night that i leave you there will be a shooting star on every midnight,
and each one will have been named after you and i.
children will read about us in their history books,
mortals will will try to be us.
the night that i leave you we will have changed lives into poetry,
and poetry into scripts,
and scripts into religion.
the night that i leave you will be the end of the world.
You turn me in the night
as if a page in the chapters
from your book of past lovers.
The only difference is
my chapter is the conclusion.
you are only young once.
so you remember yesterday
and live today as if there were no tomorrow.
and tomorrow as if it was your last.
ive never been in love
because i don’t understand it
so i abandon it.
Conductor sex.
I conduct.
You perform.
And together we make beautiful music.
She’s a fashion forward fuck-up, do what she want kind of girl.
yup, thats me.
I like..
Benches in the middle of nowhere.
Old brick buildings at sunset.
Two trains crossing each other in the night.
Man made tunnels.
Barefoot old ladies.
Bridges that lead nowhere.
Paths in the middle of fields and trees.
bath time.
bubbles.
heat.
steam.
warm.
touch.
wet.
relax.
