05-06-2015, 12:38 AM | #1 |
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chugs
sigh.
the streetlight kissed your eyes & created an impression so pure. its whiteness i bring this up, bceause I fell in love by remembering my reflection off your iris. expression in its highest form, sensory designed to cure, destinies arrived. analyzed the sculpture, of course. - then vandalized your structure leaves falling aimlessly, in it’s phantom-like flutter randomized in the sputter of it all, only to capture geometry if love reaches new heights this colloquys written in masterful mountains parallel streets, architecture of houses, potential surrounding of impeccable scenery only strengthened and balanced, by the powerful breath breathed into me, when your mouth pressed out in between, the sound effect of the pucker so loud, so vehemently i remember a shroud of evenly distributed, heavenly eloquence where blood cells held an exodus to swell in the realm of my lips visited palace of hymns, where people would sing forever rectify the devilish sin, held in the pits that existed cus’ well- we relished in them to intensify my sensory limits, so inexplicably wicked, touching a galaxy lungs breathing love, lost & found, but what were we hide and seeking from? under an elm. deciduous. it was funny, cause that’s when i decided. where the brushing of wind from Sandy slighted me above the stratosphere we’re out of here, cusp of your hand became the new life vest where if it rained, i knew right then, to hang by you, to clutch, til’ the waves subdued in horizons hell- bent over control of my conscious like i poured everything, and stanzas decomposed into options the perfectness? prose couldn’t match with it gravity didn’t have an emerging role in this drama and thesis portrayed through my soul cus i swear it rose. and nirvanas capricious picture a boat, now picture it floating without water beneath it still rocking along the coast, unbeknownst to a force that governs its beaches once I pulled you close to me, and spoke in a manner, boldly enamored dissolving distraction, your hips close to me, after. it was poignant i told you to kiss me, with the grip of your jeans intervening & lingering memorize the seams, & create macrocosms just between what I felt in my fingertips elevate my scarlet shard. that’s the end of discussion i could feel the eruption of your blushing, emanate my arctic heart hurricane winds made you clutch your arms in defensive posture this next sentence is a toss up, between a metaphor for intensive form or comparing your sensual heart hugs to a tropical storm loveboat wasnt enough to capsize in waves of charm awestruck. star-studded raindrops baptized our naked arms established an anomaly so vastly diverse; i could only deduce it in calculus version gauge the geometric perversion & argue that it was mathematically perfect and by that? I came to animate, inanimate objects abstract art splattered paint so simple, my only explanation is that it had to be complex |
05-06-2015, 05:10 PM | #2 |
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established an anomaly so vastly diverse; i could only deduce it in calculus version
gauge the geometric perversion & argue that it was mathematically perfect and by that? I came to animate, inanimate objects abstract art splattered paint so simple, my only explanation is that it had to be complex Dope.
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05-06-2015, 06:13 PM | #3 |
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Bb spitting flames at bitches faces. This shit was cool. Probably took you like 7 minutes to write but it was awesome. Been going to the beach lately. I'm addicted lol.
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05-06-2015, 06:48 PM | #4 |
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fuck your oppressive west coast sunshine and beaches
its chilly and stormy as fuck out here right now
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05-06-2015, 08:34 PM | #5 |
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the perfectness? prose couldn’t match with it
gravity didn’t have an emerging role in this drama and thesis portrayed through my soul cus i swear it rose. and nirvanas capricious picture a boat, now picture it floating without water beneath it this was lovely. particularly the last line. i think i've mentioned before the "topicalist" (and this pertains to so many other types of creative writing, just as an example) has a tendency to take a single moment and put it under a magnifying glass, and expand on it until it's completely fleshed out to the satisfaction of the writer. until he or she feels that there are no images, words, textures or colors left in that single experience or moment to describe. this was a kiss. a series of. an explosion of human connection we can hopefully all relate to. you became a bit heavy handed for my taste at times. but your language was romanticism and all things natural. your themes are highly scientific but your vessel is more right brained. i loved air and water of your second verse. i felt like shaking sand out of my shoe. it was salty skin and sunlight. something like wise wiggles life i guess. some really fantastic moments. the grip on her jeans, breathed into me, etc. some were kinda weak. sensual heart hugs? arctic heart, palace of hymns, the word 'pucker' also bothered me... i dunno. some of it just seemed a bit grammar school for you. thanks bb
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