I know you’re waiting..
Waiting for, that moment when she realizes your minds embraces her like a cold chill the first morning of winter.
Waiting .. as she’s taking a deep breath of your aroma exhaling your values she craves your ideas like the flesh yearns for sin.
Waiting because her eyes resemble the night sky and her mind shines brighter than the heart of an innocent soul painting his pain across the galaxies scraping every dark memory on its canvas. Emotions drip and bleed through the skyline colors of love.
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And I know he’s wondering as he speaks to himself in a lifeless tone as if he’d single handedly took on a revolutionary war .
”your eyes” because my eyes show him nothing but a question mark. He wants to sculpt whats left of the mess of my soul I want him too slip through the cracks of my heart.
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she doesn’t see the love aching on me for you was as mellifluous, and effervescent as the sunset to the earths image. Walls collapse as your words sew up the tarnished wounds of my quintessence, my core..
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I know your waiting but you mentally carved your name into my bones. But with those lips all you said was hello. Your mind puts me in clarity. Keep me .. I’m waiting..
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let your mind speak..
– Brielle KD
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