Salvation in a 5$ CoffeeGod orders twin espressos Twice the syrup, double whip,Salvation in a 5$ Coffee
Extra sweet, extra hot
But he drinks his milk fat free He sits and stares in the manufactured relaxation his eyes black as coffee, his hair dark as sin and he smirks, breathing steam Sampling the soul
I can't pray because he'll hear me I can't speak because he knows my mouth I can only burn with reverence Just another scorched, holy, cappuccino tongue He laughs like rumbling thunder Hot coals glow under his breath
Shakes his head, and smiles, speaks in a rainfall whisper- "Jesus christ! Sa
Anatomy of LoveThe separation of church and fate Of the ghost and the soul Of the imprint and the footstep Of fingerprints warming palms to pinkAnatomy of Love
Butterfly kisses dampened by warm, smooth lines Crushed and contoured together, arms and legs and hands An air light sheet of damp anticipation in morning dew A velvet portrait
Something beyond tenderness Evoking the desperation of the joints The cells for their attentions
All is not what it seems, innocent or clean Staining the pristine window of affection Dusty on the inside with raw reaction and lust
Blocki
The QuiltYou're stitched up, close to me The heart on my sleeve Every breath I choke Each sigh The pieces of the little things The sunshine on the floor Naps to wake up to know We shared thoughts as I lay WaitingThe Quilt
It hit me and it sits Fills me, rises like the moon, Or overwhelming tide Your smiling face, your eyes, my pulse Quiet moments where I am nothing Nothing but near you, something
And in the light, the dark, The cool breath of air, the warm dawn of morning In flannel packaging You could be just what my eyes open to Whe
The SkyLine's On FireI “The skyline’s on fire!” she screams As fingertips caress clouds And raw feet grope concrete “The skyline’s on fire!” she weeps As red washes her haunted face in shadow And sprinting mascara leaves her eyes sunk “The skyline’s on fire,” she says And he can’t stop her fromThe SkyLine's On Fire
II
Crushing the berry between her fingers And wishing he could lick them clean Those white fingers Still pale in the inferno This summer heat is too bright Leaves them blind to everything Everything but the bloody b
fylm • skuul.
Tired
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Confisus viribus
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Madness of my Muse.
Khaoschilde
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GL Honor Guard- [link] KNOW FEAR!
I'm Happy, the Helicopter!
I love to sing and laugh!
I'll open up my cannons,
And rip you all in half!
-Kevin Murphy
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Everybody's trusting in their hearts
like their hearts don't lie....
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Confisus viribus
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The moment you doubt yourself is the moment you fail to succeed.
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The Punchline To The Joke Is Asking: Someone Save Us
My Chemical Romance - Heaven Help Us
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