Withdrawn Interaction

invested in the moment. hot chocolate warmth reaching right to your toes. lightening strikes your temples and your pupils cast light against my time. flower petal weight soft against my skin, queries do surface but are hushed in moments like this, unreceivable touches, longing for thee entire time. lip prints i'd like to leave on a canvas that is yours, that i would like to call mine. warm summer heat blisters at your speech and creates cravings and addictions within me. a time that once happened, an indulge i would love to have all over. but the moment, once shared, couple of times, has been captured, bottled, and hid from me. saucy little ideas bounce within my heart and liquid courage to tackle them wouldn't be hard.. so i lay in the grass with my eyes to the stars, beating heart i can feel rise in my ears, i lay with nothing but respect for where you're at, always have been, something unchangeable. an organic measure that i hope has not stalled.. because the interaction has been withdrawn.

Fishing for a Binge

tilt-a-whirl depressed and a whole lot of wonder. shaken to the sheets and you can't get slumber. twisting in the night till the sun erupts and cuts your skin. pill poppin' ideas but your aiming for a binge. haunting happiness drowning you in your sorrows. epic ties to glory yet the trophy's broken, left you stranded in your mind with a lopsided kind of haze and a licorice smile. gooey and glossy but morbid just the same. icing sugared disease and silly mind games. death beseech me and pluck love into my heart, warm my core and push me right into the dark. blushing crimson and on the verge of indigo. waves of worry and a sand paper crust, enveloping anything and everything back to the start. mind full of spice and bursting with emotion, careful not to slip for the words are bubbling at my lips and just incase they were too fall out of my mouth i'm not sure you'd notice or take them to the heart. little animations drawing on your skull, pulsing into membrane, thoughts of everything begin to bloom and in the pit of your stomach, you're ideally unsure of what to do..

Taste my Temperature

slow dancing in a burning room. set flame to my persona because i am a riot. catch your eyelashes slicing through the glow of this spark. feel the heat inflame your body, burning up and your enjoying every minute of it. the rapid movement of these flames have triggered your imagination and without second thought i would assume you would indulge in just what you want. tempted by the fire frenzy and the smokey appeal it waivers on your taste buds, a sizzling type satisfaction you could really get hot with. provoke such provocateur expression and happily this flame would oblige, igniting your imagination, at least a hundred more times. and hungry as your eyes may tell me, your body has not moved, and thirsty as your lips may read, you have not yet sought to taste my temperature. an activated flame, without a short fuse, continues to flicker, keeps you enthralled, amused?

A Place like Home

there's no place like home, it was as easy as that. but when they were gone they were gone and there was no looking back. a constant reminder of what they still had, a piece of the puzzle they were glad to have. ill devised clutter and a proportional gleam, cast big blocks of white light in all sorts of directions. there's no place like home, a comfort zone - shelter. relaxing suburbia with all the essentials. pretty little mixups and a potion of madness. a rapid gratitude dispense with a willing hand. a safe spot. a haven. let's just be up too no good. petals of privacy we could conceive, a neighbourhood of everything within our souls, big as the sea, clear as crystal. feels like home, your beautiful mind, inviting me in...

starry eyes

starry eyed, liquified. can you taste the universal feeling. pacified, identified the mystery to the world. take a gander at whats around you, and absorb it within your hands. mystified, glorified taste like jupiter on your tongue. bright in your eyes like morning sunlight, mishapened rainbows dance along the moon and extract a lovely red from mars. you squint to see pluto and catch a glimpse of a star, a star that is simply calling your name. you wave to the world from a cloud you rest on. and everyone tries to get your secrets, the hows and wants, of your elevation. but silly little people just cant recognize, it takes a real talent to land lost with starry eyes.

tangled up in you

an intoxicating flirt. seductive in the most charming of ways. enlightening and tasteful, mesmerize time and captivate skyscrapers that just miss the clouds. smeared lipstick across pleasing lips, a connection that moves eyes from newspapers to their shoes to the lips pulsating a rhythm against one another. ice cube memories thaw across entire beings. shifting heartbeats to the bottom, you feel it in your hips and it makes you sway like you've had a glass of wine, but sitting for too long you didn't realize the effect. a cleopatra snarl that makes your mouth water, craving that bubble gum smile and wondering about the others desire. to each their own however theirs are one another, balancing on a teeter-totter who will be the first to rush in and sweep the other from their dreams of each other in their physical mesh within each other.

embedded truth

weathered pupils your eyes are so full of life. feasting on beauty and worldly trait. soul as deep as caves and full of jewels. craving exploration, to explore, every part of you. your mind, housing such creativity, paint my skin with your reality. allow me to dive into the wonderment of your soul, feel the butterfly feeling flutter through your bones, allow me to consume you. fleeting from flat lining my heart is racing and it's urge to consume is like an addiction that I'm so prone too. a peaceful trust embedded in the words. admitting anything and everything, tempted to ask, i'm waiting. secrets tucked safely into your pockets. You colour me. Like out of the lines, crazy amazing art. you are an influence. you are everything. mecca. mecca. a half open book i want to curl up with at night, a starry sky i hide close too my mind. a fabulous day you hang in the sky, the sun but a beacon to your shine. a maze of tangled encouragement.

superheros

and like the batman beam that shoots up into the sky, my eyes are fixated on you. a spiderman kiss upside down, i can only imagine what this would do to you. a cat women pounce, could ideally be life altering. and like the speed of flash, we could easily make this happen. strength like the hulk, but not in a over exaggerated way. a bruce wayne sense of style but a peter parker eye just the same. wonder women apparel and a superman stance. an attraction larger than magneto and like storm, we'd never be under the weather. a superhero accountability, a characteristic sensibility, the fantastic four minus two.

Organic

damaged goods worth the time. a birds eye view and tons on your mind. fishing for details that can't be found between the lines. a summery breeze washing out the spring dust, a winters chill and everything falls silently, no rush. organically grown the flowers do sprout, love into your heart, i hope, because you spoke it with your mouth. and as the sun does drum along our days heating your imagination, is it still the very same? tempted and already fallen, this winter shall be warm. and uttered words of our salvation, this summer could be ours. rain may fall on our blue sky but it wouldn't really matter. an effort and drive that flatters just about anything, a scent in the air i smelt just the other day. reflections of you dropped into my eyes and i remembered everything, your lips. the sand. the sky. sincere moments of passion and yes a decibel so rad. memories pricking the hands of time and slapping out anything restricting, resolved yet closed. open yet hidden. wanting and longing for something right there within my reach yet still miles away and i'd hate too breech such everlasting spark. like the moth to the flame and the lamb to the lion, however we have an equal affair - same field - same uniform, but i can't tell if you'll fake left and go right for the hills. let's just sit. a moment longer. i've got all the time in the world. but we could stroll into nowhere, and with you it would ideally become our somewhere.

honey dipped lovers

a room filled with black balloons and pockets full of diamonds. yummy nylons making your teeth float inside your skull and a rush that makes you blush right out loud for the world too see. tingling bones and blood pumping it's very own beat, a heartbreaker song that makes you want to move and sway. frosting sticky sweet allowing your eyes to pop and your marrow to shake just a little right down to your core, a click of high heels brings you back into your dreams and you can't help but wander in and out of a sleepy sky and tip top over into my mind. dangerous screaming from all directions and you can't help but open the door, invite some in. risky business and a whole lot of starring, eyes like little blades running up and down my soul electrifying my eyelashes and sending rainbow shaped moonbeams into my bloodstream, making me feel oh so light. pulsating fever and a summery hot lace cascading foreverness across my space. a toppling night of dreamy desires, honey dipped lovers and a magnified kiss.

a Mint Julep Dream

i dreamt about mint julep last night. like buckets and buckets of it. i woke up kind of groggy like i had drunken atleast two buckets. weird. i downed a bottle of water and took my time. it's an early morning, understandable? not so understandable. mint julep still hovering just above my taste buds and i had just brushed my teeth for the third time. i asked for a second opinion. accused of being paranoid i figured it must have just been a very extreme dream, a mint julep dream, definitely odd. then i dreamed of this space, not like outer space, but like you're space that one i had pictured the other night. no signs of mint julep mind you but it was just so perfect too see. a space and unrelated mint julep. a combination my mind concocted and gave birth too that i am still picturing, while awake, mint julep dreams and an oasis so tangible and real that i don't need too sleep. a drive that has got me not drunk, but curious. mint julep and a slice of perfection. my soul has become drunk off the simple reminder of you. check me into rehab for a i feel a whole other gallon of mint julep causing my punch drunk love haze to heighten and pick up speed, thank god for no drivers licence, or this my friend, could be the death of me.

kissing restraint

a progressive feeling that actions just aren't being taken on, a fellowship of tasty friendship whipped into a complete frenzy. "i'm bored to say the least, i like desire." a sugary craving that is escaping me, silently, hushed so it won't disturb your presence around me. a taunting appeal mocking my power, my restraint is being restrained with the attentive action. release your mind and just indulge a little, a lot, more. i won't mind. a sneaking suspicion i'm not alone. i'm pulling you out of your feeling and into reality, won't you join me in our reality? i feel your nervousness and your want all the same, yet your restrain is bigger than the wall of china, and honestly i wouldn't mind climbing it.. if you could ensure there is an ending to this everlasting wall of restraint. come a little closer and allow sweet whispers of realism to kiss your lips and spark your soul and do not question the change that may happen or the venture it may take you on. pucker up sugar lips, breaking chains in the most sentimental ways.

trinket road

catch your eye and keep you fixated. drunken steps and a whole lot of shouting. sweet smiles and sinister eyes. trinkets i'll keep, you'll hate, i'll love, you'll want, i'll give you. suit lapels with lip stick stains. collars muffled and a kool-aid essence you can't quite shake. charming abilities and super power affairs, pop star sensations at a rockstar level. shiny values and motives to live by, cherishing presence, i'll beg you stay. you'll leave. i'll sadden, you'll return too me. trinkets we can burry in the sand, build a sand castle on top and lay there hand in hand. allow the water to rise those treasures and our eyes will again wander over such tangibles and kiss eachother's sight with the savvy of nothing and everything because we'll know something else, worth a million but we do not dare utter such joke for it would jinx the trinkets in the box with the sparkly goods, we'll keep safe there, our memories, and burry them in the sand, to rediscover in amazement later down the road.

Blistering Spark

desire blistering in the pit of my stomach encouraging me to notice more. a dancing feature into my dreams that is colouring everything in the most beautiful shades of sparkle. goldfish eyes and a memory that cannot be erased. flower petal lips and a whole lot of lovin'. bohemian beauties and a punishment of quenching thirst for epic amazement that presents me faithful hope. pretty little images of whole heartiness. a party type affair, cupcakes and champagne, your lips treat me. dryer sheet soft and a painting of fabulous creativity. you are everything. a beacon to my mind and a present ill keep unwrapped but close to my heart, so many more can see your change in the world, you're an influence to me. allow your words to continue on, kiss me all over even when i'm gone. for now is the time for such sweet embrace, i can only hope i make your heart spark the very same way.

Glory

wakeup smiles and a cigarette. how i crave your nicotine to poison me. light up my mind and cascade across the sky, for you are my addiction. little uppercuts warning me of your sincerity and moments of truth that i just can't bare to let go of. rushed hands and heavy breathing. beach scenes, worth repeating. good morning, morning glory for this is our time to win. victory kisses and lips of power, allow wandering curiosity to penetrate your world. universal makeup and a pocket full of change, we could make wishes all day. little beaded jewellery, fooling you into shops, filled with ideas that make your heart stop. morning peace and a piece of your mind i long to cherish, keep safe, forever mine. memories i want to force you to remember, words that dripped off your tongue and rippled my sun. captured in time, i want to show you what is not mine, but ours. wakeup moonbeam and embrace what is around you, do not sour the chances you have at your fingertips. fresh like ivory and enchanting all the same, you are like soap stone, beautiful and mysterious, a fruitful affair, i long too care for. good morning morning glory, it's our time too win.

jump start girl

mixed up girl in a crazy big world. material lover without a stitch to her name. beautiful little eyes and a handbag filled of precious bits. books burned to keep her warm, animalistic apparel and a beast of a strut. leopard print personality and eyeliner dripping, driving her straight to insanity. a murky halo hung high on her head, full bangs a red lip. childish smirks and a poisonous fashion flirt. slushy ideas and a velvet cure. boys rushing to her direction to be denied any such wit. smarts weren't her thing and style was a must, yet no time for dedication she was always last on the list. flimsy little brain and a misplaced heart, i always wondered when that girl would jump start..

you, in massive quantities.

eyes that peeked all the way in, blinders up yet you still got in. troubling queries for this heart of mine. remembering times and lavish embraces. addicted to a substance that is you. within you. crazy little fein and a skull that is just full of everything. a nonstop movement of thought an passion crammed into the space the resides just above my eyebrows. afro concealed membrane and a feverish delight. a saucy encounter i would love to out play, a mental picture that i've got saved. fluffy like cake and sugary just the same. rot my teeth, like the dentist had told me to stay away, and i was not about to listen to her with her rotted teeth. she knows just how great the indulge will be. she has experienced and continues to envelope in it's entire quality and i want you in massive quantities. sugar rush, freeze my body, allow me to have you - selfish i am, entirely. don't be fooled if you thought otherwise. a million thoughts dancing across my skin and this is the party, that's been happening, the one i've tried just to explain, the one i wish you to experience all the same, my skin alive and dancing with delight, a disco moment that has me taking flight into reality and straight back into my creative cave a place i'd love to share with you, further your exploration, be the candidate, i'll be the guide, you'll get the best damn tour - with nothing too hide.

worth your wild

a thought big enough to eat your love. a love big enough to absorb your memory. a memory worth a million words. a million words worth one picture. one picture worth an entire moment. an entire moment worth the perfect stare. the perfect stare raised to an enchanting entrance. an entrance that has your heart laced with red bull, it's got wings. entrapped within your chest, a firecracker speed that has you reeling in for more. a smile that flashes ideas into your feet. your feet, wanting to pick up speed, but mouse trapped to the surroundings of your person. a hyper active clue that has your curiosity peeked and your adrenaline screaming out for attention. your attention, can't keep still. a darting little cat playing tricks on you. ballerina dance moves, in the dead of night. blasting punk music and a bottle of wine. pretty little jewellery, that catches the light. the life of a party and it's no where near closing time. a kiss for a kiss, a smile for a smile. left. wanting. more. nothing but time and miles, and the hope of realization that everything is worth your wild.

ripped breathing

take my soul. it's yours to hold within the meadows of your mind. allow your spirit, like the hands of the sun, to grace my presents within your heart. body lifting to such heights, all the while your feet stay grounded. the soles of your shoes match the eyes of time and i would forever love to runaway with you, catch the train to nowhere and just escape underneath the hands of the clock and we could just be, radar dismissing beings in a world full of assassins. let go of the sound and let me hear the beat of your heart, allow my soul to write wonderful words across your lungs and breathe in the moments. a fiery sensation of epic appeal making your mouth water, for certain this is real. ripped lashes of love come crashing on your idea of togetherness and you ultimately want, but you've allowed your lips to reel in the puckered and have allowed them to crawl away from my everlasting blushing mouth, that i long to connect, connect the dots with me won't you? this isn't as screaming as you think, simple like a paint by numbers, we can move together as if we know this dance. let me tell you just about everything and you can tell me nothing, anything, everything. but i've got words, light words that could make you smile, but they've grown heavy on my soul and i'm crashing landing - so close to the ground without a reason to pull my parachute because the vividness of this experience is kissing me all over and as much as i can't bear, i only encourage more and offer you everything i've got. take my words and my pens and pages, take my air for you've already got my breathe takin'

i'll take 10 please.

ideally, if i didn't like the way the ink smudged my hands, i would need of these. 1 for every finger.