raw burning rubberscrape the raceway like tequilarip windpipes in genuine emotionmusic pumps bloodfire to liquid bodyher hair blanketed by warm malaga..
i wish i knew if your lovewas as deep as your words,from a distance i'll pretendthat your poems are abouta girl like meheld by clouds and auroras, ben..
life is a story of science-perilousterrifyingfull of possibility.a black holein each of us.the year she left, i waited everyday.the night he hurt me, ..
happiness is caressing your hair,peeking into your otherworldlyeyes for seconds at a timebecause they are too brightand knowingand beautiful. ..like y..
when our time togetherhas blurred into a raggedsnapshot of silentdreaming,i'll still remember theamber lightssoft on burning skin-the seafoam in youre..
the snow took hold of melike a lofty cotton blanketit's just that allthe lights that live insidea city could not touch my cavernousheart.i'm walking h..