Saturday, September 24, 2011
rise
want you stop to say oh God, I want you to see God I want you to be God then scream your own name, a hundred times once after each time you came, your eyes
thrill me I love your hair and your bite I'm so glad to have met you, you make goodness great and wrongness right I will write about this tomorrow if I can pretend to do it justice, but of course I can not but I shall love to reminisce the first kiss the taste the smell of your hair the smooth of your face your squint your stare your irrisitable passion this sudden new reason to regain faith in what I used to believe in to behold this new full plate I just love your face...
Still still sill till my will to fufill what might bre right prob aint right too much noise still just human walking the earth dying and birthing playing dumb cause it comforts us drinking beer showing no fear pretending to care even thou we werent there such fun for a moment then faceing the opponent didnt run then there was no more fun knowing only in our hearts only in death will we be done
Still still still till my will to fufill what might be right probably aint right too much noise still just human walking the earth dying and birthing playing dumb straight out of the womb because it comforts us ,drinking beer showing no fear pretending to care even thou we werent there such fun for a moment then faceing the opponent didnt run then there was no more fun knowing only in our hearts only in death will we be done
Saturday, September 17, 2011
whew
Now whatever I write sounds like I'm talking about you thou you are a burning inspiration to me its not always true,I remember you as an attractive woman beautiful eyes sincere in appearance and interesting to talk and listen to, It was a moving moment and I was grateful but you performed your disappearance it it seamed only fitting and normal not unexpected or frightful,we did keep an awareness it was right to keep up appearance surely only we understood the difference,then reaquainted by surprise,I nearly fainted I must admit I was delighted my sences and mystisism heightened I seized the moment and took to writing I try without trying to to let emotions keep flowing with words to share with strangers and to share with you...