How this feeling of opulence grows, swells inside me like a tempestuous storm
A cumulonimbus sitting resident in my lungs, catastrophic, brouhaha in my organs.
Dissonance of screaming, dreaming, wishing, whispers and sighs.
The smell of death and romance lingers behind him, as if he wears it like a cologne.
A thousand ghosts, play acrobat on his shoulders, haunted and haunting.
The boy who lives like a poltergeist, spectral divination of the thoughts that surround him.
Be a deserted island, be isolated in the middle of the sea.
Current, undertow, be swept away martyr, your belief in yourself is dithering.
The things you cry out for nonchalantly, optimistically, hopefullyâ€¦
How they flee from your reaching fingers, cry, cry, wail.. oh wail.
Too afraid to stretch, only within grasp will you venture?
Twixt your memories, there I reside, there I reside.
Like a splinter from a sycamore amongst your twisted, gnarled ash.
I hold you close as an evergreen, foliage in my head as pretty as your face.
Existential quandaries pushing further into the cavern.
Wonâ€™t you hold my torch?
Wonâ€™t you hold my torch, please?
The nychtohylophobia is crushing my heart, and I canâ€™t find a way out.
The cavern has swallowed me whole, and I didnâ€™t even realise I was falling.
Another breath, another breath,
Savour it while you breathe her in.
Inhale how it feels, how she feels.
Like lightning through your skin.
It's but a ghostly touch.
She's on the other end of a million pixels.
For your heart to burst, at the dimly lit screen,
Imagine what her eyes could do.
The sound of bones, as your fingers are tapping away.
Buttons pushing the story of my lifetime.
Each letter, each syllable,
I'm hearing her voice, If only I was hearing her voice.
I'm watching her face change,
With the flow of topics and mood.
It's low tide, it's high tide.
The water is up to my neck.
I could drown in you. without a care
hearing something like that from somebody like you...
it's an honor.
thank you very much
and you have a sunning sence of style.
followed you on Tumblr. :)
That brightened my life up a bit.
nope you are good in french
I don't think I'd pass up the chance to chat with someone as lovely as you!