It will never cease to astound me how quickly things change. Still, it's better this time, it's more.
And all the more confusing.


Unreasonably Sweet ThingsI want to live Between your mattress springs Where your scent and hot hot heat Can stroke me while I sleep And my feet can lie Aligned With your butter-cream feetUnreasonably Sweet Things
I want to tip your hat Turned up like a slinkster gangster But oh Your sweet-boy lashes Sugar-frosted, give you away
I want to feel your touch Like some shimmer-shine drug Coursing pulsing Like a junkie Groping air For your honey colored skin
I want to lock in With your brown drop eyes Like I used to With the heat hot heat When you


More Like Velvet FantasiesI have soft pink dreams Of kissing Marilyn Monroe In the back seat of an old pink T-bird The top is down We're wearing the same dressMore Like Velvet Fantasies
Her lipstick doesn't smear Mine doesn't either Glowing jeweled scarlet Under the blanket of soft sparked stars And foggy blue darkness She feels like warm velvet And tastes like the finest champagne
My hands run through her hair Its look like cotton candy Its feel like gentle silk She touches my eyelashes with the tips of her fingers
The night is warm There is no ground
I can f


SandstoneI wear the sky like a shawl around my shoulders It does not keep me warm enough All my bare skin Stretched like peach satin I am smooth and craggy with bones That the wind violently sweeps through Chilling all the caverns in its pathSandstone
I am not a girl I am a canyon And a gale will whistle through and I will echo Peaceful and alive I will not lie in this blue bed and ache A dead thing with a body still bustling on Like nothing
I want precious beasts to thrive within my sheltered peaks And sprouts to spring up resilient green in my sunlit bowls


Sugar and MistThe place I used to walk With my mind in white ballet slippers Has become a plastic jungle And I no longer feel safe enough To deposit in hollow root nooks Little thoughts of you So instead I'll hold them here And let them gather In a woven silver basketSugar and Mist
They won't find you there And you won't be out of place, With your soft, natural shimmer The air that tastes of moss Presses warm against my skin But I do not walk I keep you here Where I can sift through my loneliness with inquisitive hands And wonder
Was it a sunset when
We are terrible at this conversation thing >.>
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Ladies and gentlemen...
Let the festivities begin.
~rei-asuka-club
~Jokerfieddd
~ReiAyanamiClub
92% of the teenage population has switched to rap. If you are in the 8% who ROCKS, copy & paste this in your signature
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Ladies and gentlemen...
Let the festivities begin.
~rei-asuka-club
~Jokerfieddd
~ReiAyanamiClub
92% of the teenage population has switched to rap. If you are in the 8% who ROCKS, copy & paste this in your signature
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Just want to
Forget you
'Cause my thoughts are of shame
But locked in my bedroom
I'll practice your name
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Ladies and gentlemen...
Let the festivities begin.
~rei-asuka-club
~Jokerfieddd
~ReiAyanamiClub
92% of the teenage population has switched to rap. If you are in the 8% who ROCKS, copy & paste this in your signature
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Just want to
Forget you
'Cause my thoughts are of shame
But locked in my bedroom
I'll practice your name
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Ladies and gentlemen...
Let the festivities begin.
~rei-asuka-club
~Jokerfieddd
~ReiAyanamiClub
92% of the teenage population has switched to rap. If you are in the 8% who ROCKS, copy & paste this in your signature
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