revivalluscious lips are burning a callous through our day cautiously they feel like a mid day matinéerevival
a reeling show of lights a flashing screen of names a boring red revival of loves you've put to shame.
a lie between the scenes the shock before the night your date's between the seats and you gave her quite a fright
the lips are burning red the screen reveals your fate the movie ends and credits roll the revival's come, you're late.
between the lorea soccer shrew she staid before the saints securely lock the door surly shallow pools of lorebetween the lore
and feisty fires fraught about the last forgotten fame throughout the fasting lies fell without flout
begotten fair betwixt the night between the breaches brought in might broken beasts beneath the night
a more forgotten lost of lei a freight between a shackle tray the bellow shallow marks the day.
today the night becomes.
the lace beneatha lovely line of desire dripping with sweet honey waiting as a temptress waits for her man glistening in the moonlightthe lace beneath
irresistible and flawless
spasmodic and surreal a gentle breeze beneath a cotton bedsheet snaking up your leg and chilling you to the bone there's something in the air
a web of diamonds waiting to capture a passerby there's something in the darkness for everyone
its pull is stronger than hunger a thirst greater than the ocean
lost loves and heartbreakersa piece of paper between the sheets,lost loves and heartbreakers
nothing used and nothings useless.
a piece of love between you and me,
the strongest passion there is.
the feeling of never needing a piece,
of never wanting the feeling of destiny.
a stranglehold on the life of the lost, surrounded by what they believe. a sort of life between here and now,
lost before a million pieces of love and hatred,
stagnant and poignant.
a tired girl between fourteen people,
looking around, searching for something between them
but nothing appears.
there's nothing there but lost loves and
what is this crap i write?
I Have To Pee
