My Opera is closing 3rd of March

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every moment u slip

nights and days I repent
the time spent
on relishing in the rain
that built up
in front of me
drops fall off slowly btw the
falling hair slowly
on to the ocean into the
oppressing lips

dive deep into unmapped mansions
somewhere between
bones and hips

from your water i lend
small sips
as I knew after they are empty
you would leave
or maybe I would

I got up to exit
she grabbed my wrist
at my skin she rips
shes slips
and unto her I grip

the yelling voice sounds as horsewhips
my heart beat gets heavy
the anger settles down
the images fill the film strips
my vocbulary slips
as femininity undress
and I think how
I can no longer take this

minutes then roll off into bliss
am I in love with this
crying bliss
you are beauty then
you are a beauty now
diffrence is the gentle crying bliss
well i am still ok with it



ASH+U

why is it .. so wrong ..I

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