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I feel your eyes on my body on my back, down my side Allowed for you, is my body i never seem to get that fact I used to tread the sand and wander off on my own through my screaming aching body i yearn for when time was something spent alone through the alleys of my mind i would weave stories of lust through the fingers gripping hair i would break barriers of love I miss you oh how this hurts this rough nostalgia for days of freedom smeared with dirt of a patchwork of happiness and streaks of oneness of knowing pain so steep it forces you to numbness of whims of a tomorrow that just may be colored by you of hoping that this look you give me means more than just a friend coming through i feel your hands on my body and remember a time when not even your eyes could wander this freely i remember a time when all i ever wanted was for you to hold me so completely how funny it is, this love escaping us while we dare it and gripping me now till it hurts I fe