ultrnx- grum- woah

ultrnx- grum- woah

A Poem by Prescilla
"

check that song out ^ and then tell me it doesnt make you think of this. GOOD GOD.

"

as the bass picks up, i feel it deep echoing in my gut, through my stomach.

my eyes are having trouble focusing, tunnel vision setting in,

although im completely sober

i feel as though my head is in the sky and my feet are ten miles beneath the earth,

i can hardly think

but my body moves

i close my eyes and im still spinning:

shes some mystical blue trifonic beat, synthesizer and all, i wish i could do more than dance to her, but she lacks certain necessities for touch. she feels so good, and i cant make up my mind if im in love with her, or if i just want to f**k her. its a completely different sound going thgouh my head, into my bones and out through my fingertips. shes taking over my body, possessing me and turning my brain into heaven. she takes me to the stars and then drops me, letting me fall through crisp clear night, floating through clouds, turning upside down. my arms let loose, snaking into her, trying to find something tangible, but she is soundwaves, and i only see her in neon and sex, glowing dripping blue and pink like candy on lips. i want to kiss her, but she is soundwaves. soundwaves pulsing through my heart.

© 2009 Prescilla


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Added on January 26, 2009

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Prescilla
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