… when the well runs dry, you’d be thankful for even the murkiest water …
#perception
… forces of nature
… sometimes things are broken from the moment of conception; born that way. so you don’t really know that it’s malfunctioning until sorrow and confusion reveal themselves as byproducts and you begin to notice the missing pieces that may have possibly made it all work, floating further and further away.
love is a tricky thing and once you’ve factored in how long it’s been, much like gravitational concepts, it somehow relates to distance and the remarkable weight carried by once broken hearts …
… what you make of it
… the way we pay attention to the world can make a huge difference in the way we experience it. Explore your surroundings and create your own ideas about what you find; everyone’s definition of the same exact word will always be different from yours so get out there and discover your own truth …
Schoolings
roam the waters in clusters
with neighbors
navigating different shades of blue
changing by the league traveled
taking in the reflections of surroundings
shimmering on the scales
of all the other fish in the sea
there are so many others
bouncing the light’s rays off into the universe
for everyone else to see them
the same image will always differ
given the canvas
or the audience
carrying more stories about the oceans
than the tides themselves
because the refractions are advancing with the pack
or not
but either way
they echo for miles
until the final wave ripples into shore
around swarm the fish
gathering to feed
to speak
to explore
a fish out of its natural waters
always disappears
gradually dying by degrees
because oceans were never meant to have walls
and even the grandest tanks
with the realest of fake currents
is missing the pull of the moon
… my funny [drunk] valentine
… to all the drunks, the lovers, and any combination of the two … ❤
Drunken Love
it’s been too long
haven’t had a taste
withdrawal sets in
i need
i need my fix
just one sip
one lick
one taste
just one
your flavor
that scent
draws me in
deeper
stronger
i must have it
just one
just one hit
quick
smooth
warm on my lips
sweet on my tongue
tickling my urges
i love
love
love
the sensations you introduce
induce
my tempest
my body you easily seduce
consuming every ounce of your offering
i feel the effects
warmth surging through my veins
igniting senses
my mind skipping tenses
rewind to the last time
wait stop
pause
right there
press play
now i lose control
i need more than that
more than just one
just one more
another sip
another lick
another taste
just one more
i promise
i will quit after this
but you
your flavor i miss
i remain stuck
weak to your poison kiss
my tolerance is high
but my indulgence
that’s you
is too strong
touched my toes
paid a visit to my thighs
taking over my being
from the inside
my eyes
open
but low and glazed
the ecstasy percolates
emanates
trapped feelings wait to escape
i become dizzy
perhaps i had too much
vision blurs
room stirs
my head spins
i surrender
you win
you have gotten the best of me
yet again
why can’t i ever
just one time
just once
say no
resistance is never an option
i can not
not one time
never once
just say no
you linger in me
on me
around me
your buzz races through me
setting me free
you allow me
to be me
uninhibited
and to not give
not one shit
my exhilaration peaks
and you completely
mercilessly
take me captive
the physical world
so unstable
but you
you keep me steady
alive
you keep me
needing more
just one more
one more sip
one more lick
one more taste
just one more
before i pass out
straight blackout
i must admit
i have a problem
the first step to recovery
you are a problem
my problem
i can’t stop
i love the feeling you give me
i just can’t stop
getting drunk off your love
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