eyes that look far gone,
i’m only waking up,
touch that feels so soft,
move me like a feather,
i’m always wherever you take me.
writing my own stories,
but I can’t tell what’ll happen next,
kiss me like you mean it,
but mean it when you say so.
Open my legs but keep my eyes shut,
I like the intense eye contact and the deep grip on my soul.
Always dreaming of forever,
but forever is only a glimpse,
if you had my heart in your hands,
that you will infinitely keep.
My body and my mind, they travel so far.
Star-stuck in liminal spaces,
there’s no tomorrow and yesterday is forever.
What I say to you is true,
unless you let it break.
When I pull away, that’s your chance to take my pen,
left the white pages blank for you to reimagine the rest.
I love the intense eye contact, I love when it follows with immense deep vulnerability.
I’m not in control of outside thinking,
I was standing and waiting, impatient and nervous.
Going with the flow,
but anxious when I’m the muse, naked.
This is my story, these are my songs,
I get the aux and I choose the country we’re going to,
oh my god.
I’m now writing about what happened between us,
and not between me and other people before.
Proving without trying,
there’s a book and I don’t know what color ink will land in there.
Architect and worker of my own stone,
I realize that somethings I must let go.
Stubborn and whimsical,
there’s a scrip that I can only write as things unfold,
I want the intense passionate love.
Can’t know for sure who will carry me home, lost in the energy between mars and venus.
Saturn, Neptune, Uranus…
they pull my dreamy hope.
Fantasy and discipline,
fact versus the shapeshifter.
I have the power to choose,
need the willingness to do.
Whatever I desired is no longer the answer,
divinity asks me for truth in the matter.
Revolutionary gamer,
lover and iconic,
theatrical and romantic,
I know I can only love if I have the real deep stuff.
Legitimate rawness of soul merging bodies.
Look me in the eyes and only say it honestly, but never hold back,
don’t restrain the flow.
I built this temple,
crafted the prayers,
and yet I don’t control who devotes their faith and spirit to the energy of my world.
Only one thing I know,
the eye contact, exposed voice,
deep soul and breath that can’t be faked,
the immense desire to become,
that’s the only way I love.