小貓QQ

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Fri, 31 May 2013 11:28:45 -0400

cutupan9el:

Beer for breakfast with the most amazing girl in the world.

lighthouse

Sat, 04 May 2013 03:30:18 -0400

look here, my wayward sailor, and you’ll see,

that at home you soon will be.

older and older the daybreak grows,

in the distance, the rooster crows.

one hand raised, then a sudden slap,

all is lost, and he’ll never come back.

forgive me, dear wife, but i have no say

in who the ocean decides to take away.

retail me not

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 03:30:31 -0400

i’m drifting in the ocean,

as a boat without a sailor.

inhale, exhale and repeat again,

going through the motions,

but never truly living.

the ebbing and flowing waters

tug away at my soul,

bringing me closer to

and farther from

nowhere.

I'm lost.

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 23:57:25 -0400

how come you’re lost? are you lost with someone, or are you lost alone? :(

pain

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 03:30:08 -0400

i feel it deep inside, that residual glow,

of the time in a land before, passed.

with the long days and sleepless nights,

it grows as does Hunger.

how i wish to stay again:

i am, but a visitor, in the silent night.

slowly, slowly, my tears fall.

when can i Feast again?

taxi?

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 03:30:27 -0400

it sounds like the snapping of steel ropes,

as the wheels creak into sparks,

on the metal parallel rows.

inch by inch, it crawls,

the silver beast makes it’s way,

but i find that i have no patience at all.

relation

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 03:30:28 -0400

whatever has it got to do with me,

when you do this to yourself?

over and over again you make time wait

when it stops for no one.

*.ply

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 03:30:04 -0400

it’s so difficult to sleep at night

when all the creatures line up at the window,

peering in and drooling

at the sight of a hunched over girl

in the corner,

clutching her knees to her chest,

rocking to and fro.

singing softly,

“i need to feel something”.

let’s feast

dire

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 03:30:19 -0400

feels good to pick at the keys,

typing out all my fears in the dark.

strange how my nightlight has become

this rectangular screen.

409

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 03:30:14 -0400

when i first get back,

i’m greeted with black.

not the usual comforting silence,

but an empty yet consuming dullness.

what happened to you?

i should...

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 03:59:36 -0400

snap out of my reverie,

realize this insanity,

but i can’t help but

remember “us”.

please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you.

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 09:03:38 -0400

;)

Hard water

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 00:30:29 -0400

cascading water, the rushing stopped

by a metal plate with holes that allow

pressurized gates where the droplets

can form one, by one, and still come together

to tumble out and down, onto my skin.

trickling down in a hurried pace of a slow race,

they come to a halt where your hands meet my waist.

pull me closer, you. all showers must have

~~(shower)~~head.

licking

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 00:30:33 -0500

hold the cool metal tightly in your hand

and rip it straight out of the confining loops

give me your belt; lay it on my skin.

in quick successions as you begin,

draw it out slowly and really hear the
swish
whip
crack
for every sting.

el lobito

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 00:30:28 -0500

ice blue shards that pierce

through the darkness of the night,

he sings to me in the gleaming moonlight.

whisper softly, honey.

i’m trying to sleep >_>

Of course it's fair! Just take a guess :)

Sat, 12 Jan 2013 22:59:02 -0500

Uh. A pretty person? :)

I was just wondering, how much is the stuff you write true to your life? Your metaphors sometimes seem as if they need more information than what was given in your piece to understand. If you guess who this is you get a prize!

Sat, 12 Jan 2013 22:08:20 -0500

All of my pieces are from my life experience. Some of them have extra hidden message because I want to remember sometimes, but not really. Who are you? :( Mysterious person, that’s not fair…I suck at guessing!

the moan of a violin is most delicious to me.

Fri, 11 Jan 2013 00:30:24 -0500

tightly i grip you

with my hand,

holding you in place

as i slide up and down.

smoothly, picking up pace,

then slowing down,

over and over again,

kissing your neck

with exploring touch.

i feel your bite on my collar bone,

and the closeness of your voice in my ear.

i adore how you tremor at my touch.

sing for me, baby.

Red

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 06:26:08 -0500

Early morning, before the sun
Has even a chance to shine,
I feel the soft contours
Of your body against mine.
My nose burns a little from smelling
A mix of Marlboros and
alcohol in your hair,
But that’s alright.
Glad you came home tonight.

Not only are you gorgeous, but the spirit and life of your writing is mind glowingly beautiful

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 01:07:35 -0500

Aw, you sweet thang ;) And here I was, thinking that nobody’s got time for my words! Hello and nice to meet you.