Spit Fire Passion

tornado affairs mixing up confessions. snow ball affect and we're running up hill so we can crash into the moon and land upon the stars. feverish love splashing the sky and all we can hope for is a better tomorrow. attitudes heightening better expressions and emotions staying bottled, tight close to the covers. as if waves are capping on a white sand beach, your overlapping with shadows being casted from the inside out. spit fire passion and desire trembling throughout your senses, ballooning and bubbling in your fingertips and lips. impressions of glitter sparkle your dreams and waking up in the morning without any despair, teetering on the vibes of something else.