Everm1nd

Overly completely silent we can hear the jam of unsaid words a resonance of hearts transcendence of minds. The true gift that I gave you was the one I received in return So glad to see you're well... Finally, we bore away the bell. Got rid of our underground sickness and together we conceived in chalice. Now, hide in me whenever you're scared of what's inside you. Finishing the profile of my perfect lover She knows exactly what's in store for her Tearing, pushing, tell me why would we? Go slow, I will wait for you Take the time while we create a body of two.

How could you? How could you expect me to look with lust into your eyes, when they are full of pieces of broken trust. Lost, in the frame of her saddens, caught in your weather I bend over your body, neither broken, or full of eager

The glee of the waves echoes towards the shores it inflows. A song that resonates... Thee, shall become the tide that swallows her, the bitter salt-statue will dissolve. End is given to this life of a gypsy. Embrace and love, devote yourself. To the steam that separates and the rain which unifies. Every day, recorded, in the volumes on my bookshelf. A song that resonates... Backwards. Forwards. I will carry the weight. Forever, until you say: "Stay!" For a thousand years, if I must, I will re-edit the story. And I can only pray. That the clouds won't break, when the sun is on an empty.

Any day now, I sense my straight-forwardness It's action that matters, you cannot express success. But I can still only depict, I am still running. I want to fight, I want to prove who I'm. Refrain from talking! Time was when, I was a simple lone-dreamer I had my mother, child that received and never gave. Just a little insect, parasite always ready do deprave. All I had - my word's worth. A part of me is dragging me down to my margin. My present, a little point blank at the edge of the earth? Can I look into my future's face, look to the sun? Forgive me, mother, father. I have to sunder. "Some place I can go, where nobody knows

Why do dreams never come true? I'm not the first one who was left brokenhearted by you. But I am the first one to queue and wait forever for you. All of my insides, hurt badly, My flesh, lost its lubricity, Muscles, stretched hardly, My skin, the face of humility. Oxymoron of my hate and love. Only you, only you can do this. Unborn, perfect, princess of innocence and embodiment of  my lust. Enter! Crawl inside my chest I've build an altar between my breast. Please! Leave me a taste. My flesh needs you to be unchaste. Move! My muscles need your touch. Massage what's left, even if it ain't much. Be gentle! My skin is