Friday, June 11, 2010

Insane Peace

twisted demise and a whole lot of bullshit. fake shit, this shit, i'm tired of this hate shit. double fisting battery these words are apart of me and i'm tired of the mixed up drama that is trying to consume me, all of me. i just won't have it. throwing in the towel to your communal disagreement, there is no flattery and for that we have become a tradegy to the world, staining my pupils with such insanity. The bashing, the screaming, isn't going to solve a thing, your increase in decibiles isnt changing anything. your cold metal pieces aren't bringing us peace and the fire you're spreading is nothing but hate, it isn't keep me warm or shedding much needed light for it's making everything darker and for that i despite. upset and angry people are swelling with such guilt and yet they go on to penetrate silk with knives, cutting the wings off tiny little butterflies. raging fists of furry and a entire population all in a hurry. watching over our shoulders to make everything right? is there enough blood yet to right our wrongs or is this song going to be on replay for very long, it's beginning to skip and the batteries are dyeing, this song is over played and all we hear now is the crying. switching the cheek and recognizing safe streets, have we strayed too far to ever retreat? are we moving in circles or are we simply peddling right back, the heat from the fire is scorching my membrane and i sincerely think it's driving me insane.

you're so hot hot hot.


hot hot hot. come a little closer and we'll make this better. hot hot hot. twisted eyes and right hook smiles, you are the icing to my cupcake. hot hot hot. let's keep it inside, don't open the window. let's not dare this passion to the outside. hot hot hot. sultry language and a madness for togetherness. hot hot hot. a battle of touching and we just won't stop. hot hot hot. you know what you want. let's make this happen. hot hot hot. we've got to get this started. hot hot hot. my mind is a volcano erupting with the thought of you and everything involving you. this is so steamy. hot hot hot. and matter of fact this is just so right. hot hot hot. a sauna of wants and a whole lot of lovin' craving me yet as much as i'm craving you. careful with your fingertips for this might burn you, the build up of my want for you is oozing out my pore, hot like an oven and i'll cool you down while you heat me up and it'll be a perfect concoction of passion. your eyes tell me yes, your current position on that chair tells me now, yet your body is still. no movement forward and i'm still trying not to drool. allow us to just be because your persona is killing me. and i think perhaps, maybe. hot hot hot. the idea of me is just as exhilarating to you.. so what do you say, it's about time we do something about it. hot hot hot.

frenzy love fest

musical enchantment, you're stuck in a daze. looking for closure, you're content in your dream. wonderful precussion begins to strum at your heart. feelings of anticipation now begin to start. your mind is still and with a ripple it floods all of your senses.| a mysterious cause of irrelevance and you're not alone. you stand tall to your imaginary audience. breaking your instruments. heated frenzy of wicked desires a urge of such sweet embraces and all you can do it become destructive. longing for that sensation your heart sit pretty on your sleeve and you can't help but stop and wonder. a rush of wonder and amusement has now made your strut a little awkward yet pretty all the while and just incase you do forget, don't be alarmed by what you do because the ability you have is everlasting, it resigns within you and while the music lightly beats you up. you've got everything you've ever wanted and you may have anything you ever desire, be true to your song as this is the ultimate sing-a-long and everyone is hoping you would fall. glued feet to the ground and a wonderful caution. a surreal movement and a out of control love fest.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

spilt popsicle across my sky

Somebody spilt Popsicle across my sky and I would be just fine, if I had to die. Because I've met you and your my song. Replaying in the creases of my mind a wonderful movie that has got me teary eyed. A sparkle of wonderful that I just want to kiss, pressure of my lips slow yet quick and it'll feel like tiny fireworks when they separate but you have nothing to fear because you are safe. And I am safe for knowing you. And dangerous risk dance along my lungs making my breath so addictive I can't help but want more of you, all of you. Chuck me in the loonie bin for I am a survivor of your mesmerizing influence. Stand next to me and pardon the drool a savouring hunger that has unleashed itself over my entire being, make me want nothing but consumption. Dance with me? No. Just watch me please, shimmy shimmy shake with hippie peace signs on my eyelids and ill speak a little peace into your mind and allow your pupils to rest thoughtful on my soul and wait, click. Did you feel that ignite across your heart, can't remember the start but like a lazy river ride you'd cruise with me until the end and I can't help but want to kiss you again, again...

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Life is But a Drug and You've Got a Baggy Full.


tingling senses. your mind running away from your body and you can't help be want to swim. swimming in the breathe of someone else. it's flashy and light like a new spring coat, you can't help but want to wear it all year round. leather findings and a mouth full of diamonds. encrypted memories and a whole sky filled of jelly beans. a hypnotic feeling leaving your tongue absolutely floppy. mixed up words in a colour place. party favours and your really too late but it's not the principle of the matter. ideas washing over your entire begin and you feel comfortable in your skin. delightful. thirsting for life and enchantment, a love sick motivation that has got you feeling like tissue paper, light and forever young, life is but a drug. an overdose that is calling your name, and wishful thinking is all part of the game. buckle up, your in the drivers seat now. and if you didn't believe them then, what makes you believe you should now. and while the music is blasting your senses and your on the edge, no relaxin', do not question your ability to shine for a drug is your life and it's your time to take it. let the affects wash over your mind and do not stray from your glamorous ideas for the words on your tongue are waiting to pierce ears all around you and quicken heart beats, an unstable madness. you've got the power, so make something happen. and now is the moment for you to start, pass go - collect your 200 whatever - and make it glow. life is but a drug and you've got a baggy full. light it up and start the spark, fumes intoxicating your entire self and as you begin to approach that peek, do not dismiss, nor disagree for you are in control and are pickin' up speeeed.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

sweet timing

an electric current flowing through pupils making smiles stretch for miles. lip interaction that only makes sense and increases the souls magnetism. catch me even though i have already fallen for you. allow my personal star shine to strike the insides of your mind and slowly vibrate through your entire being and make you feel like your fleeting, a crazy dance move that i will do right beside you and we'll shake our worries into the night sky and wait for sunrises to throw love in our eyes and sweet embraces we shall take notice in the spaces between the stars that lay comfy in the sky and if by any chance, one decides to pass by our eyes i will always remember you and you will always remember me and incase our minds become fragile and empty, along side my soul i shall find visions of you and i and remember sweet times.

heavy dreams


dreams the size of buildings making the world seem so much better. a road worth striving for.. forget the car i'm strolling through the concrete of my mind and the jello that surrounds it, well make's it worth the time. dreams are like bubbles and they pop with amazing colours and they are always so inviting. inviting me into a wonderful party, the prettiest cupcakes keep me wondering and all the while i keep moving forward because the past is the past and i've got nothing but a chance to make something last and i'm all about this winding road that has got me hyped, i'm in the zone. idealistic proportions and a hunger the size of tomorrow, an appetite, please pass me a knife, for i'm ready to tackle a slice, a slice of my life. with a consumption fueled by desire a drive going a 100 miles an hour and when it's all said and done the weight of my words may make you feel something, spark a little emotion and you'll experience that piece, that discoflesh moment, i'm could go on and on about..

rotting motives

delicate decisions without an action plan of attack. attacks on the soul quickened by heartbeats that just won't relax. lighted cigarette, my mind is on fire. flames casting luscious lip prints on your fingertips, a cascading appeal that you just won't let go. a beautiful scenery of how you envy me and like water to the sun you are just like a kiss that can be evaporated, straight into mist. hot little soda can bubbling with desire, chewy little bubble gum words that aren't worth the troubles. a lopsided voice that echos in all the wrong places and liquid courage that has got you so wasted. troubled little being with your makeup pen, marking up your face for a drinking beige and in the darkness of your truths you will lie to yourself, and with words as sweet as candy you are sure to rot your motives.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Stop Wars


military offset, let's all tune into some entertainment. throw away the distruction and bring on the jokes. show me the flowers and magic tricks, no more of these bodies, blood and shit. criss-crossed emotions and a weapon of pain mirroring the time, coming with age. will these ever just go away, or shall this always remain. hello to the new world, to hell with that. bring back the smiles and all of the laughs, come together and just relax. no need to pull the trigger or jump the gun, i'm purchasing copies of civil 101. and please be sure to attend the next meet so we can all share, eat sweets. stop the pain, end the war.. hushing battles, closing noise.

Duckie,

Thursday, June 3, 2010

wild times

dukes up, rings on - sing along to that song. question marks, who gives a fuck it's summer time lets just rock out. twisted smiles, wild ideas and a night your bound to remember forgetting. kissing lips. finger tips. dinosaur laughs and raging fits. nail polished backdrops butterfly tongues and songs on repeat. crumpled paper, starting fires. hearts ignite and look smile, smile, smile.. paper clips, drunken ditch and a pair of eyes that want to have so much fun you with. won't you have fun with me.

summery looks

summer eyes

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

V3

sunny lover

summer light finally kissing exposed skin and smiles begin to heighten. days are longer and love just seems to come easier. indulge in a little summertime love, sip your lemonade - no questions no doubts. and with the fluffy clouds above you shall see nothing and everything all at once and at that exact moment your heart will race and you'll feel uneasy about the next season, but focusing on the now you are truly inspired, filling with desires, do not disregard, the time is now and now you must take charge, beautiful people in wonderful places the sun makes everything a little bit lighter and with a heart beat sounding that perfect song, i encourage you - dare you even - to dance. and when the night begins to fall around you and the sun says its sweet goodbyes, be sure too remember it's certainly going to miss you. and when it rises in the morning and kisses you all over.. summertime love is in the air and you cant help but stop and stare, trust the reality in the notion of that light and don't waste your time trying to bottle it when you can jump start it with a kick and simply enjoy it.

wakeup action

trickling moments peeking into your soul, soft knocks on the doors but no hello. divide attention soaring within your eyes and time becomes jumbled, mixed up - blind. and twisted ideas that are so becoming of you being to scan entire beings and prosper. a direction you believe in and there is no supportive evidence but it is so prominent of your dedication. sunbeams dancing on your ugly days and you can't help but stay content that way you are and careful with swaying minds for you are beautiful and let that shine for the world is yours and it's definitely mine, so for the taking you shall conquer time. dancing in the light of of the day and hoping for change, stand up and make it happen, a dream is a dream but there is nothing like the beat of an action to wakeup you up today.

Monday, May 31, 2010

dancing

dance. move your body against the ways around you. shake from trouble and hip thrust away pain. allow pulsating movements take control of your entire being. dance baby dance. and when your down like the sun and you feel like you've forgotten your dancing shoes, i will not fail you. i will give you mine and give up the dance within those soles and when you feel safe and ready to dance again i shall dance along side you, bare foot. it don't matter. as long as you are born and feeling alive we shall dance way past the sunrise. dancing motions allowing your heart to beat lightly in the space between your bones and allow tiny rattling movements to cast happiness into your membrane and straight into the stars well forget the sun and moonwalk along the moon and ill write my name in the moon dust all the while you shall continue dancing and well be sure to say goodbye to the big dipper as we make our way back to earth, dancing.

timeless

ticking ticking time bomb, step on the accelerator and don't look back. time is of the essence and oh the essence of you and i is so hauntingly beautiful. i wont be able to shake this hour glass for a while. clicking shoes on timeless times and hours of minutes that are swelling with such life. certain hands ticking by and making everything kind of foggy, wipe the steam from the mirror and take a look into time, it's never going to leave you. all you've got is time. your a walking time bomb and you should dance, celebrate the movement of entire loveable times. and when time seems to be working against you, be okay with the fact that you wont be forgotten because time has captured a little piece of you and you will always be, always be. timeless.

too much?

Sunday, May 30, 2010

forgetting ink

ink you up with the thought of me and just incase you can't remember we'll place something very memorable right there on your cuff and as if you just had a crazy night well laugh and boast about what might come. and when the world begins to go to rest well pretend we know whats best and as we have an outstanding time it wont matter who's wrong or who's right. tag pupils with heightening craze and just incase you forget my face i'll etch yours in this little place, within my brain, that i shall always treasure and when words cant find my mouth and my heart beats lightly against cotton you shall always be a dream of mine, and time to time i will visit you in the place and we'll blast off to some other space, cupcakes and champagne well forget this place.