Friday, December 31, 2010

the last 4 months

i officially have four months to live out my reckless, rebellious teenage-hood i never acted on. i have no idea where to start. but great things will come from this, i just know it.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

make love to everything you touch

a constant desire to feel life passionately will leave you in a beautiful mess and with your heart floating through the clouds. i am so lovesick for these small moments that drive my world into sun-spotted infiniteness.

Monday, December 27, 2010

again

and just when i thought everything was getting better..
i feel terrible again

Friday, December 24, 2010

Religion vs. Church vs. Belief

i believe.
i feel Him more when i see the patience radiate through the passerby's i encounter
i feel Him more when i see the smile, the acknowledging glance, glimmer of hope in someone's movement
i believe
thats all i need

Thursday, December 16, 2010

you

this song always reminds me of you and of this world we've spun
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24o9O_wzceE

Thursday, December 9, 2010

now it's time for me to let go

i cry out in desire for those who have slipped through my fingers, those who burned my tongue but disappeared like a shadow in the sun..

Monday, December 6, 2010

in the tangles of desire

and as you taunt me and tease me on the daily, i remember the way you made me feel a year ago.. the way just your presence electrified me to the bone.. i still dream at night that you will remember these moments and give into me..

"the dark room"
deep red
like the blood rushing
through your pulsing veins
smooth, melting on
my skin
the dress you are eyeing,
dying
to take of my
flushed body
impatient with anticipation
my breath calls for you
landing on your neck
hot and sweet
my hands
twisting
through your dark hair
cinnamon on your lips
let me taste you
scratches on my back,
it's hard to resist
my skin touching yours
deep red
like your teasing mouth
running over my collarbone
under the glow
of the dark room lights
my only thought is
you
your rough hand
pressing me tight
against your arched chest
tongue through my teeth
tracing down
your ridges...
rip me to pieces
my dress is on the floor
deep red