vineri, 2 martie 2012


the sensation that you're being watched
by lovable demons and euphoric gods;
streams of coffee down your lips;
whispered words and uncut diamonds;
the feeling that you're being struck
by lightning in the middle of summer;
exhaustion-induced disease;
French pastry,French songs,French kissing;
the desire to conquer a fragile mutation
between lust and redemption;
ants strolling on your skin,
aimlessly dreaming about Paradise;
laughter breaking the blue walls,
cracking wooden beds and bending
forgotten tears-what a tragedy!
the belief that salvation is just
around the corner;
cascading orchids,your melting spine,
electricity running through broken fingers;
the spell that I'm under makes me

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