In the center of an unpacked closet
inbetween leather coats and stylin hats
lies two individuals
names are not important
neither is light
for the name of the game is fun
and the clock
just struck midnight
his hands scout pitch black pockets
while her sweat glistens raging sonnets
gaping holes render their eyes useless
the sense of touch is king
and taste is but a pawn
for the name of the game is fun
and its only midnight
we've only just begun
her body shivers, draped with fear
and canvassed with delight
his hands approach
slowly without hesistance
breathe escapes
mollecules of oxygen bouncing
atoms of hydrogen giggling
they bounce inbetween where
reservations and excuses would have been
recently killed by the silence of sight
but here darkness runs the show
for the clock
just struck midnight
he inhales parched perfume
as his hands find skin
gently glistening and afraid
goosebumps meet eager flesh
she exhales her last breathe
and inhales something entirely different
exhuberance...lack of encumberance
its hard to name or define
such a feeling rarely encurred
the rush of ghosts within each inch
of a gap slowly closing
cotton is but an endangered species
for the name of the game is fun
and its far past midnight
12:01.
toungues empowered with taste
meet and greet in quick fashion
eye sockets vacantly closing
under flittering lids
wanting to roll back
and accept defeat
each nerve electrifyed
yearning to feel
droplets fall
onto an invisible platform
meant to host
two thundering beasts
her skin reverbs
breathe panting
so much faster
his fingers juggle
around bare skin
imperfections rendered moot
finding themselves
grasping seamless ecstacy
dont you wish you were there?
might be too late for you
for the name of the game is fun
and its 12:02.
Her neck pounds
underneath suckling
soft amber skin
melts upon his own
her fingernails pardoned
now scrape onto
shoulders extending
pain and pleasure
such a fine line
disappearing with stretched skin
she whispers infidelities
as vowels and verbs escape
into thick musty air
she cries out
words of pleasing soily dispair
all forms of proper
now turned to lust
dont you wish that was you and me?
never too late darlin
only 12:03
her hair now flowing
colorless strands turned loose
mixing with his own
saliva running rampant
down her gleaming neck
invisible to their eyes
once two masquerading
reduced to one force
invading
powerless to resist
fingerprints needing to spread
along now bare invitations
heading south for the summer heat
her head snaps back
she awaits so much more
already getting sweaty?
I think I hear 12:04
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Just Once (Round 2, slightly better)
satin sheets
softly cover
legs intertwined
as I beg the sun
to take that much longer
and the moon
to circle
just once more
The blinds leak contempt
as my hands cup your face
and pretend
that for each minute
of every day
they match the same print
around your soft cheeks
and I know exactly
that each freckle
on your skin
matches my own
Only a couple hours remain
But this is our morning
May we persist
If by chance
Our lips lock
just once more
May I memorize
how sweet they taste
and those freckles
will always resemble
my favorite constellation
The one I saw once
Just once
you stir gently
as your legs wrap
even closer
and I plead
maybe everything else
has been a dream
maybe what im feeling now
has always been
and always will
My fingers caress your hair
gently put the strands back in place
to when I met you
just hours ago
Before you wake
I toss and turn
to hold you close
tired eyes blink
as I watch you wake
auburn lips
curve into a slight smile
your hand touches me
with lovely audacity
and ten fingers
caress my chin
Just once
I think I had you
as time moves on
and the memory turns dim
like the morning
I saw
my favorite constellation
etched on creamy skin
dissappear
To say I loved
Just once
keeping to myself
holding my toungue
like I held you
I'd utter your name
but all goes moot
except your face
All that I knew.
softly cover
legs intertwined
as I beg the sun
to take that much longer
and the moon
to circle
just once more
The blinds leak contempt
as my hands cup your face
and pretend
that for each minute
of every day
they match the same print
around your soft cheeks
and I know exactly
that each freckle
on your skin
matches my own
Only a couple hours remain
But this is our morning
May we persist
If by chance
Our lips lock
just once more
May I memorize
how sweet they taste
and those freckles
will always resemble
my favorite constellation
The one I saw once
Just once
you stir gently
as your legs wrap
even closer
and I plead
maybe everything else
has been a dream
maybe what im feeling now
has always been
and always will
My fingers caress your hair
gently put the strands back in place
to when I met you
just hours ago
Before you wake
I toss and turn
to hold you close
tired eyes blink
as I watch you wake
auburn lips
curve into a slight smile
your hand touches me
with lovely audacity
and ten fingers
caress my chin
Just once
I think I had you
as time moves on
and the memory turns dim
like the morning
I saw
my favorite constellation
etched on creamy skin
dissappear
To say I loved
Just once
keeping to myself
holding my toungue
like I held you
I'd utter your name
but all goes moot
except your face
All that I knew.
Ugh the ending is so coldplay =/
I whisper
and you listen
to every word
that utters out
of parched lips
that no matter how dry
you still love to kiss
I stumble
out of sharp corners
that catch me offguard
and no matter how hard
I might fall
your hand
always reaches out
to cradle my own
My eyes tear
from such fustration
that comes my way
but your pupils
always reflect
onto mine
calming me
when I need it most
My ears ache
from discouraging thoughts
and off colored remarks
then you whisper
and I listen
while your moist lips
reassure me
and soothe my parched
counterparts
My knees bend
when you walk beside
and I want to fall
but you catch me
to light up the room
Please promise me
that through dire straights
and metaphoric weights
no matter how far
or who you are
I'll meet you soon
Because no matter how far
or who you are
one day
ill meet you soon
and you listen
to every word
that utters out
of parched lips
that no matter how dry
you still love to kiss
I stumble
out of sharp corners
that catch me offguard
and no matter how hard
I might fall
your hand
always reaches out
to cradle my own
My eyes tear
from such fustration
that comes my way
but your pupils
always reflect
onto mine
calming me
when I need it most
My ears ache
from discouraging thoughts
and off colored remarks
then you whisper
and I listen
while your moist lips
reassure me
and soothe my parched
counterparts
My knees bend
when you walk beside
and I want to fall
but you catch me
to light up the room
Please promise me
that through dire straights
and metaphoric weights
no matter how far
or who you are
I'll meet you soon
Because no matter how far
or who you are
one day
ill meet you soon
Friday, May 26, 2006
Reviews and ponderings
Okay.
X-men = C
I say C because it really did not perform under or over what I expected. There were some cool fight scenes, and the phoenix is pretty awesome. Kitty Pryde is cute and as usual Wolverine destroyed everything in sight. That said, the story was horrible, it had no tie-in to the comic books, and the secret ending is really just opening up more possibilities for a sequel, which goes against the 'Last stand' doesnt it? And god kill the director for including
"I'm the juggernaut, Bitch"
Thanks! Maybe next time you can have Storm collect wellfare checks and make it even more stereotypical.
Over the Hedge = B-
The entire soundtrack was done by Ben Folds. Need I say more. Not as good as the original ice age, but probably my second favorite non pixar CG film. Enjoy the squirrel.
Da Vinci Code = B
Pretty good movie. Followed the novel extremely close. The only reason it didnt get an A is I could never take a religion coverup that seriously, and I find it really funny the amount of bad publicity this film is recieving. Heres a clue, your not going to hell if you see this movie. If anything you'll go to 7-11 afterwards because its a pretty long picture. Audrea Tatou is extremely cute in the movie as well, another big plus.
X-men = C
I say C because it really did not perform under or over what I expected. There were some cool fight scenes, and the phoenix is pretty awesome. Kitty Pryde is cute and as usual Wolverine destroyed everything in sight. That said, the story was horrible, it had no tie-in to the comic books, and the secret ending is really just opening up more possibilities for a sequel, which goes against the 'Last stand' doesnt it? And god kill the director for including
"I'm the juggernaut, Bitch"
Thanks! Maybe next time you can have Storm collect wellfare checks and make it even more stereotypical.
Over the Hedge = B-
The entire soundtrack was done by Ben Folds. Need I say more. Not as good as the original ice age, but probably my second favorite non pixar CG film. Enjoy the squirrel.
Da Vinci Code = B
Pretty good movie. Followed the novel extremely close. The only reason it didnt get an A is I could never take a religion coverup that seriously, and I find it really funny the amount of bad publicity this film is recieving. Heres a clue, your not going to hell if you see this movie. If anything you'll go to 7-11 afterwards because its a pretty long picture. Audrea Tatou is extremely cute in the movie as well, another big plus.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Ding, 22.
So yesterday was my birthday. Spent it the only way I knew how. Being a nerd and drinking a ton. Basically, my day can be summed up like this
Woke up at 2 : Drank
Ate lunch at 2:30 : Drank some more
Went out at 6 : Bought drinks
Hung out until 11: Drinks galore
Screened Da Vinci Code/Over the hedge: Yup, drinking
Finally stumbled out of the theatre about twenty minutes ago. Btw. For those wondering, the movie was an almost exact port from the book. The book was better, but not by much. And Over the Hedge had an exclusive soundtrack from none other than Ben Fold's. That pretty much made that movie worth watching.
Anyhoo, I wish everyone well.
Woke up at 2 : Drank
Ate lunch at 2:30 : Drank some more
Went out at 6 : Bought drinks
Hung out until 11: Drinks galore
Screened Da Vinci Code/Over the hedge: Yup, drinking
Finally stumbled out of the theatre about twenty minutes ago. Btw. For those wondering, the movie was an almost exact port from the book. The book was better, but not by much. And Over the Hedge had an exclusive soundtrack from none other than Ben Fold's. That pretty much made that movie worth watching.
Anyhoo, I wish everyone well.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
31 hours of insanity
Thats how long I was up for yesterday. As said below, I finished the Da Vinci code overnight, and then I went to go take a final. While I was taking said final, I found out I have to provide proof that I was going through anxiety problems and went through several weeks of inconsistant attendence. Fine. So I go home. And im about to take a nap when I get a phone call
"hey, want to help move a TV?"
So, I head down to help move TV. (this is at 10:30?) then I head down to Milford to buy a new TV that was smaller. We go down to milford (near passing out at this point), then we look at TV's for about an hour before deciding they didnt have the one his dad wanted. So we drove down to , actually I dont remember where we drove to next because I was delirious. Wherever it is, we get there, and we find out the TV he wanted is discontinued and on rain check, but if they call everyone who put a rain check on it, and they dont want it, its his. So we're waiting, and all of a sudden he see's another TV (which is the same size as the original one we returned), but because its a little sleeker, we pick that up. Then we take care of a couple other things, and head back to the house to set up the new TV.
Now its about 5. On the way back we stopped at my friends father's restaurant, and I made the mistake of having an expresso made for me. Yeaah. I dont know what wind I was on now, second,third, or fifth, but I was now wired. We set up the TV, and I proceeded to play the new Mario Bros. game on DS and watch Home Movies. At one point when commenting about the game, the first thing I shouted was "I like touching thingS!". anyway. I was going along fine when all of a sudden the screen started to blur. I couldnt make out any details. I take this as a sign to stop, and I inch towards the bed. I say one or two things to my friend which I dont remember at all. And I pass out. I wake up to macaroni and cheese. and then I fall asleep again.
commence 12 hours of sleeping.
Moral of the story?
I kinda liked it.
Reading a book like you would watch a movie is actually very interesting because it gives puts your imagination on overdrive and lets you interpret an entire picture exactly the way you want to see it. I'm sure this wouldnt work for some novels, but for the Da Vinci Code, it was utterly perfect. Now I just need to watch the movie and see how close I came to what the director invisioned.
Another thing too. I'm not saying do this all the time because it pretty much eliminates the ability to do anything straining, but every once in a while disrupting your sleep pattern is pretty nifty. you start thinking differently, pondering and wondering about different things, and after a while I didnt have a care in the world.
I think once every couple of weeks I will read a book in similar style, then see how long I can just stay up and what kind of thoughts I get. Eh, its worth trying.
"hey, want to help move a TV?"
So, I head down to help move TV. (this is at 10:30?) then I head down to Milford to buy a new TV that was smaller. We go down to milford (near passing out at this point), then we look at TV's for about an hour before deciding they didnt have the one his dad wanted. So we drove down to , actually I dont remember where we drove to next because I was delirious. Wherever it is, we get there, and we find out the TV he wanted is discontinued and on rain check, but if they call everyone who put a rain check on it, and they dont want it, its his. So we're waiting, and all of a sudden he see's another TV (which is the same size as the original one we returned), but because its a little sleeker, we pick that up. Then we take care of a couple other things, and head back to the house to set up the new TV.
Now its about 5. On the way back we stopped at my friends father's restaurant, and I made the mistake of having an expresso made for me. Yeaah. I dont know what wind I was on now, second,third, or fifth, but I was now wired. We set up the TV, and I proceeded to play the new Mario Bros. game on DS and watch Home Movies. At one point when commenting about the game, the first thing I shouted was "I like touching thingS!". anyway. I was going along fine when all of a sudden the screen started to blur. I couldnt make out any details. I take this as a sign to stop, and I inch towards the bed. I say one or two things to my friend which I dont remember at all. And I pass out. I wake up to macaroni and cheese. and then I fall asleep again.
commence 12 hours of sleeping.
Moral of the story?
I kinda liked it.
Reading a book like you would watch a movie is actually very interesting because it gives puts your imagination on overdrive and lets you interpret an entire picture exactly the way you want to see it. I'm sure this wouldnt work for some novels, but for the Da Vinci Code, it was utterly perfect. Now I just need to watch the movie and see how close I came to what the director invisioned.
Another thing too. I'm not saying do this all the time because it pretty much eliminates the ability to do anything straining, but every once in a while disrupting your sleep pattern is pretty nifty. you start thinking differently, pondering and wondering about different things, and after a while I didnt have a care in the world.
I think once every couple of weeks I will read a book in similar style, then see how long I can just stay up and what kind of thoughts I get. Eh, its worth trying.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Monday, May 15, 2006
Truce
We've struck a truce
You and me
Written in soul
and buried
in used soil
previously kept for those
unwilling to comprimise.
Held within
lies such a simple truth
I enjoy you
and you enjoy me
without terms to settle for
or reason to stop
complications create
stipulations innate
and regulations that bind
two bound souls to unwind
Oh to walk on lava
no matter which way you yearn
a never ending struggle
the final result is to burn
Complications rended onto thee
branded into marks for you to see
a heart, a rose, and a strand
when your hair flowed in my hand
I remember smelling fruit yet discovered
and then your smile;
the eighth wonder uncovered
If only I could forget
that time we had just met
and I asked you to walk with me
Can I plead you to refuse;
It's easier to forget than this ruse,
that you want me.
Such is that weve gone our separate way
The truce broken, never again to stay
I think I miss you
because I dream about your hips
and I think I'd kiss you
because I yearn to touch those lips
I think I'd want to try
to sit and theorize
a way to comprimise
body and soul
before my feelings are assassinated
on the smooth grassy gnoll
So when rain drips
gently on your skin
and the rivers flow
Raising spirits within
I tell these truth's
but with one to withhold
Painted on the canvis
but not to break the mold
I'd whisper in shadow
I miss you
To pray you could hear
but lost in darkness
I need you
with nothing to grip and steer
in the abyss
I want you
to fall on near blind eyes
and in the void
I love you
as we learn to say goodbye
You and me
Written in soul
and buried
in used soil
previously kept for those
unwilling to comprimise.
Held within
lies such a simple truth
I enjoy you
and you enjoy me
without terms to settle for
or reason to stop
complications create
stipulations innate
and regulations that bind
two bound souls to unwind
Oh to walk on lava
no matter which way you yearn
a never ending struggle
the final result is to burn
Complications rended onto thee
branded into marks for you to see
a heart, a rose, and a strand
when your hair flowed in my hand
I remember smelling fruit yet discovered
and then your smile;
the eighth wonder uncovered
If only I could forget
that time we had just met
and I asked you to walk with me
Can I plead you to refuse;
It's easier to forget than this ruse,
that you want me.
Such is that weve gone our separate way
The truce broken, never again to stay
I think I miss you
because I dream about your hips
and I think I'd kiss you
because I yearn to touch those lips
I think I'd want to try
to sit and theorize
a way to comprimise
body and soul
before my feelings are assassinated
on the smooth grassy gnoll
So when rain drips
gently on your skin
and the rivers flow
Raising spirits within
I tell these truth's
but with one to withhold
Painted on the canvis
but not to break the mold
I'd whisper in shadow
I miss you
To pray you could hear
but lost in darkness
I need you
with nothing to grip and steer
in the abyss
I want you
to fall on near blind eyes
and in the void
I love you
as we learn to say goodbye
I've been noticing a trend..
In my blog. Rants arent as well recieved as short, concise, intelligent statements.
That being said.
Anyone else read books?
That being said.
Anyone else read books?
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Links you have to live by
http://www.thankyoustephencolbert.org - up to about 55k worth of people who thanked him for ripping the press and the president a new one.
http://www.seeloosechange.com - Worth watching, and worth thinking about. Seriously, it makes you wonder a lot about the events this country has gone through the last three or so years. Note : Contrary to popular opinion you are not automatically committing treason for questioning the government.
I really try not to throw politics very often into this blog. Sure I have my moments, like my rant a couple of months ago, but more often than not its more or less preaching the values of ordering fifty dollar's worth of chinese food.
That being said. I have a couple of gripes that must be shared.
- It really angers me when I witness people jumping from one relationship to the next. Can you really not be alone for a nanosecond? I think it annoys me because there is no way you can love someone nearly as much as some people say and then retract every ounce of those feelings to place on someone else. I see both girls and guys do this, so there is no innocent corner here.
- If anyones been watching any news station or conservative blog, you'll quickly catch that all of their collective souls are being put into convincing themselves that Stephen Colbert is not funny. I think its time they accepted A) he is funny, and B) they are at fault. what are they at fault for? Not being reporters, but more like a massive PR reel for the president. If your going to be a conservative, thats fine. I dont care what side of the spectrum you want to be on. But you shouldnt form your opinion based on your stance. You need to question what is happening around you. That, and if you think Stephen Colbert isnt funny? Then your lying to yourself.
One more thing too, Celebrity Feud's arent Feud's. They are PR stunts that apparently work because we have entire TV shows devoted to them. Ugh. Anyone got a time machine?
http://www.seeloosechange.com - Worth watching, and worth thinking about. Seriously, it makes you wonder a lot about the events this country has gone through the last three or so years. Note : Contrary to popular opinion you are not automatically committing treason for questioning the government.
I really try not to throw politics very often into this blog. Sure I have my moments, like my rant a couple of months ago, but more often than not its more or less preaching the values of ordering fifty dollar's worth of chinese food.
That being said. I have a couple of gripes that must be shared.
- It really angers me when I witness people jumping from one relationship to the next. Can you really not be alone for a nanosecond? I think it annoys me because there is no way you can love someone nearly as much as some people say and then retract every ounce of those feelings to place on someone else. I see both girls and guys do this, so there is no innocent corner here.
- If anyones been watching any news station or conservative blog, you'll quickly catch that all of their collective souls are being put into convincing themselves that Stephen Colbert is not funny. I think its time they accepted A) he is funny, and B) they are at fault. what are they at fault for? Not being reporters, but more like a massive PR reel for the president. If your going to be a conservative, thats fine. I dont care what side of the spectrum you want to be on. But you shouldnt form your opinion based on your stance. You need to question what is happening around you. That, and if you think Stephen Colbert isnt funny? Then your lying to yourself.
One more thing too, Celebrity Feud's arent Feud's. They are PR stunts that apparently work because we have entire TV shows devoted to them. Ugh. Anyone got a time machine?
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Slam attempt numba 5!
So a couple of days ago It was suggested by someone I give another attempt at Slam poetry. well here we go!
Standing
ontop of the world
Looking down
onto you
you and your sweet...
oh your sweet.
And you make me feel like dancing!
But the nights gone away..
Whats a man to do.
Lonely
Distracted so easily
oooh whats ..oh what was I saying
ah yes, you
We smile politely like
the cultured people we are
Ignoring the screaming inside
My brain dances while my heart endures
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
I need some good savin
My arms retracted
Reaching for you
Oh I want to yell
Stand up ontop of a mountain
which is ..ironically
closer than you are.
When did this happen?
Some would call me retarded
Label my feelings with terrett's
But you know suga'
We're goin down swingin
like a sixteen week number 1
you'll be up top in May
But back below earth in July
I guess thats what happens
When I try to get you to fly.
Oh there I go rhymin again
A love sick doctor seus
Maybe the grinch stole christmas
but he should have included you
It would be a lot easier
when the wall im cryin out to
begging to see me
doesnt have a face
nor a place
And I can blame a cartoon character
not a real person
for making me feel so incomplete.
I highdive right into the abyss!
Judges give a ten
and turn their heads in disgust
stubborn is my middle name
Everywhere I turn
I'm a reason
an excuse
a last stand
an exception to the rule
Like a servant with the wrong tea
getting it thrown back
dodging priceless china
we're not in third grade
but still I avoid being knocked out
better than being caught stealing..
you away.
There isnt much to it.
Like riding a bike
With no handlebars
Or brakes
Just close your eyes
And enjoy the ride down
Cant rely on old voice mails
phone calls
and past reminders
Father time gets mad, you know.
For stepping on his grill
and ignoring the present
like a bad pair of striped socks.
Can you do this forever?
I guess you can.
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
Riding the merry go round
like a little kid
ignorant of the bigger rides
with the larger turns
the deathdefying spins
and letting your heart cry out
just enjoying riding around in circles
without a care in the world
I'm envious of those who dont envy
I'm jealous of those who arent
And I'm impatient for those who can wait
But stay on the ride
No harm in that
I guess.
Beautiful
when beautiful used to mean something
Ravishing
when it meant more than a B class movie
Cute
when I knew what cute was
Untouchable
no matter how much I yearn to bring you down
Gorgeous
no analogy.. you just are.
comme un papillon
vous aimer me donne des ailes
mais quelqu'un m'a touché
et im commençant à tomber
pardonnez-moi
mais je suis prêt à essayer de marcher
son plus sûr
et ne blessera pas
quel biseauté soit blessé plus
adieu
mon amour
Oh I'm gonna love to dance again
newly innocent feet anxious to move
freed from ten pound shackles
covered in dark blonde hair
you know what they say
80's music and bacardi
drown out my inner screams
ignorance is bliss
and I'm enjoyin cloud 9
so wont you join me?
I assure you
we'll be fine
It cant be any worse than this
imagining a kiss
just promise, to let me breathe
because sometimes I get caught up
not like you'd stop
Can you do this forever?
I guess you can.
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
mais je m'ennuie toujours de vous
Standing
ontop of the world
Looking down
onto you
you and your sweet...
oh your sweet.
And you make me feel like dancing!
But the nights gone away..
Whats a man to do.
Lonely
Distracted so easily
oooh whats ..oh what was I saying
ah yes, you
We smile politely like
the cultured people we are
Ignoring the screaming inside
My brain dances while my heart endures
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
I need some good savin
My arms retracted
Reaching for you
Oh I want to yell
Stand up ontop of a mountain
which is ..ironically
closer than you are.
When did this happen?
Some would call me retarded
Label my feelings with terrett's
But you know suga'
We're goin down swingin
like a sixteen week number 1
you'll be up top in May
But back below earth in July
I guess thats what happens
When I try to get you to fly.
Oh there I go rhymin again
A love sick doctor seus
Maybe the grinch stole christmas
but he should have included you
It would be a lot easier
when the wall im cryin out to
begging to see me
doesnt have a face
nor a place
And I can blame a cartoon character
not a real person
for making me feel so incomplete.
I highdive right into the abyss!
Judges give a ten
and turn their heads in disgust
stubborn is my middle name
Everywhere I turn
I'm a reason
an excuse
a last stand
an exception to the rule
Like a servant with the wrong tea
getting it thrown back
dodging priceless china
we're not in third grade
but still I avoid being knocked out
better than being caught stealing..
you away.
There isnt much to it.
Like riding a bike
With no handlebars
Or brakes
Just close your eyes
And enjoy the ride down
Cant rely on old voice mails
phone calls
and past reminders
Father time gets mad, you know.
For stepping on his grill
and ignoring the present
like a bad pair of striped socks.
Can you do this forever?
I guess you can.
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
Riding the merry go round
like a little kid
ignorant of the bigger rides
with the larger turns
the deathdefying spins
and letting your heart cry out
just enjoying riding around in circles
without a care in the world
I'm envious of those who dont envy
I'm jealous of those who arent
And I'm impatient for those who can wait
But stay on the ride
No harm in that
I guess.
Beautiful
when beautiful used to mean something
Ravishing
when it meant more than a B class movie
Cute
when I knew what cute was
Untouchable
no matter how much I yearn to bring you down
Gorgeous
no analogy.. you just are.
comme un papillon
vous aimer me donne des ailes
mais quelqu'un m'a touché
et im commençant à tomber
pardonnez-moi
mais je suis prêt à essayer de marcher
son plus sûr
et ne blessera pas
quel biseauté soit blessé plus
adieu
mon amour
Oh I'm gonna love to dance again
newly innocent feet anxious to move
freed from ten pound shackles
covered in dark blonde hair
you know what they say
80's music and bacardi
drown out my inner screams
ignorance is bliss
and I'm enjoyin cloud 9
so wont you join me?
I assure you
we'll be fine
It cant be any worse than this
imagining a kiss
just promise, to let me breathe
because sometimes I get caught up
not like you'd stop
Can you do this forever?
I guess you can.
I went wrong somewhere? who knows
I dont.
Do you?
You and your sweet...
Oh your sweet.
mais je m'ennuie toujours de vous
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