January 2011
41 posts
I want:
shorts
dresses
summer
heat
freedom
green green green grass
no more pennsylvania.
you’re a book i haven’t read in years.
with molding pages and fading words.
pushed behind the new and more exciting.
about a horse and its owner.
sold to get profit.
its been snowing for days.
the wind swept the dust off your cover.
and you’ve been choking me ever since.
your making everyone have such a cold heart.
cold hands. cold bones.
today i’ll burn your...
Tree of life →
can’t wait for these this year.
Your highness →
Water for elephants →
I have a fire in my fingers,
and i want to believe in this.
in me. in you.
and the way your eyes burn when you look at me,
and remember why the world spins
and atoms collide
because of fate.
I keep repeating,
the future doesn’t scare me.
death doesnt scare me.
failure doesn’t scare me.
but if I have to live this life without you,
I’m at fear for my life.
because i soar on, with the span of your wings
and you swim on, when my wake erupts.
