Words From the Wise

We all write songs about life, we just sing 'em different.
- Listener

Friday, March 25, 2016


There is a universe inside her
An entire universe swirling, and gliding, and growing inside her
She holds the key to everything 

I can lose myself in her
There are no sharp angles, no corners,
nothing hard just swells of soft skin that rise up to me

I could take forever and just trace all her lines with fingertips that are dying to learn her
I have hands that fit to her hips with perfection
She has lips that mold into song

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