StaticKarla

Come fly, jump with me To a completely different time When words were used with power And they feared the rhymes In a simple conversation There can be disintegration And the words just won't come out Even if you scream and shout So you put pencil on paper The words flow smooth never waiver Still I'm no personal savior And by no means will I make ya See there's an alternative way To the destructive lives we portray So get that motionless ass up Stop putting blame on who has none 'Cause it's all just mind over matter Yeah, you know that we can do better Realize it's all in your hands Be it found through words or a roar Change the wa

oh you, lips of liquor and midnight touches, the touch, the breath, the feeding of the fire, a fire that never dies, nor yearns, just burns; burning us alive, enflamed in immortal desire. to fall asleep in your arms and dream heavily, a peace of mind i shall never have for slumber hits when nightmares take wing. your arms removed from my midriff, and the comfort fails, warmth gone and dead. my daring charmer, love and retched poison, cunning and quick as death, quick as night to fall and prey upon me. shadows and desire, combined in matrimony of lies, i swooned upon falling, i fell upon swooning, for you, a golden child, with ey

Part 1. The Lover. There's this special thing about certain people. It's the way they make you feel, their touch, the sensations they create. These people are called lovers. This is what lovers are meant to do, born to do; they are born to love. I have found one such being. He is a lover. My lover. He was born to kiss me, I think. Because no one's ever kissed me the way he does. No one has ever held me the way he does, or squeezed me until all breath died within. Or until all reason died within, as well. I never liked them, the pale faces, the ones with the see-through eyes. Sometimes it feels like I can look into his eyes and dro

i'm counting windows by your door i saw the footprints on the floor the wet dew drops of fresh new spring that moment all your dreams take wing my only regrets were set aside our intercourse was very snide these bruises you could never mend you drill me deep yet i won't bend the colors long to disappear to black and white and so unclear these melodies of pretty things accompany such obscure dreams i bade you farewell by the fire i watched you drink me and run higher i studied countless little clues yet still i couldn't reach the truth now life will pass with no regrets you've drained me dry, i feel so dead yet whistling a tu