[Without a title]
Slowly I understand the repercussions of what I did.
Even slower she realizes.
Our eyes now search for words to say but nothing speaks sweeter than
the speaker at the moment.
I condone it.
It's cool, that smooth movement you do when u try to recall who is who
but in this room its just me and you.
Your blurred slurs occur between verbs as I nestle in your essence.
Them curves aint much worse.
I continue to grasp the natural attacks of my impulses only to be
subdued by your urges.
I've urged you for control and your answer was 'what's the purpose?'
Still nothing touched the air but the aftermath of a half answered
solution. Diluted wit the advise of lonely illusions.
Confused, cuz to think at one point what I knew was true, I thought was not.
But to rot in my self constructed tomb I refuse.
I embraced the warmth of face, saved. Deprived once upon a time but
see time did not stop and wait like I did.
It kept moving like how the message intruded my thoughts, revealing
what I wouldn't forget which is you.
You in all forms, formless in a sense to mold into what we both knew
was once innocence.
But now bred from the negligence of where settle met better than.
Better than met relevant and there on.
Better to be led away then led on but as you can see, we both, are
going no where.
And if we do we'll be right back, cuz when your show is on there are
no interruptions and one episode isn't enough.
As control of the situation shifts like wide hips, I can only shake my
head as the silence is lifted.
Such a moment this gift is... Time.
What seemed like an eternity, was only moments between confirming to
me what couldn't be bought with current currency... Even though some
would beg to differ.
It is what it is by your standards....
