There is
nothing like this feeling of drowning and smoking while floating.
The night has
seduced me, tempting me into igniting the stars; So I can then touch the depths of
your subconsciousness.. My body secretly shakes as i gaze into your void.
No, there is
nothing like the sensation of being glued apart.
I must confess you have me
craving the darkest caress in the brightest of places.
I would
request to slow down but that’s how we started this timeless dance; Ours is a
complex song with lyrics in a foreign tongue.
I sway, twirl, and I jump to
the rush-but I do not comprehend our promise:
The
promise of our never-ending game. Forever seeking the endless hunger in shadows.
It’s a
unique temptation.This feeling that constantly circles me.
I will spend
lifetimes searching for something that might miraculously come close to being
its equal, a failure
that we both know will haunt me. Nothing
will ever come close to this toxic torture of pleasure that is our rhythm.
Our pressed up against each other-your body to my body-curse.