Just Roll. Do the Math Later.
Euphoric.
Utterly happy.
Getting the divine joke.
Feeling the buzz of anticipation.
Nice bullets.
Pretty knives.
Cute razor.
Bright blood.
Gleaming teeth.
Strips of damp leather, dripping the warmth.
Hers. Mine.
Slight bruising.
Play play play!
Summer in the eyes of the dreamer.
Heaven in the folds.
Opium in the kiss.
Fingernails with flesh underneath.
The lack of presence felt nightly.
The space seeming so far.
So long.
Was it real?
Can memories be trusted?
Some have it rough.
Other too soft.
And we all look away.
Let Your Eyes Burn.
You will see the beauty.
Time to sleep and search.
To wait and roll.
Fuck, I feel good.
Utterly happy.
Getting the divine joke.
Feeling the buzz of anticipation.
Nice bullets.
Pretty knives.
Cute razor.
Bright blood.
Gleaming teeth.
Strips of damp leather, dripping the warmth.
Hers. Mine.
Slight bruising.
Play play play!
Summer in the eyes of the dreamer.
Heaven in the folds.
Opium in the kiss.
Fingernails with flesh underneath.
The lack of presence felt nightly.
The space seeming so far.
So long.
Was it real?
Can memories be trusted?
Some have it rough.
Other too soft.
And we all look away.
Let Your Eyes Burn.
You will see the beauty.
Time to sleep and search.
To wait and roll.
Fuck, I feel good.
6 Comments:
kinky aint ya?
Yeah...my wrists hurt from the handcuffs , too....
*smiles dreamily and just squirms*....mmmm
You should be writing lyrics for hardcore bands imo.
Definitely like the "Opium in the kiss." line. Nice work rex.
F*ck I bet you do feel good!
Woah..is it hot in here? *wink*
x
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