The truth is in the openening of the 3rd eye while closing the others 2
βThe answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.β
β Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
Same feels, different days .. πͺ
I crave a full heart
Hands free from Me π€π ...
Lips to leave imprints
she'll walk through your heart before you've got time to grasp, in that very moment owning your ass
letting you lead she watches your march, reading your steps like her new formed art
running your fastest only to tire no point to hide she'll still see you there even in ur darkest ,I'll give by now she knows me well a fantastic artist
rolling you out tired an sore druged up on her love now sure to withdraw
you hurt from that fall just your own echo on call an those words left sure to play on repeat ,fell so hard that forest of love its so deep
Now to be no more then spiritual love it's still there just flouts silently until it hits vibrations an message bank above
For now thanks I'll send you message each week, it won't be simple no youll have to seek
Later sending a sweet whisper in the breeze, sometimes still kind small things that will put you at eeze
this big beautiful thing called heart its no longer yours now hers to keep, it shall help our link see she'll still visit by dream that's where I've learnt best place to seek
β€ This way, as we bed an wake there next mine her head will still lay
π·that flowers still blooming πΈ
My own Hands ,hers where never mine
Her hands no longer
With mine perfectly entwine
Hands no longer
Run through my hair
Hands no longer
At a constant forever wacking mine away π
Hands no longer
ever so gently glide down my chest
Her hands
now lay in a man's ..
thats as far as this poem goes ,
Just not Her hands π π
Hands free from Me π€π ...
Lips to leave imprints
she'll walk through your heart before you've got time to grasp, in that very moment owning your ass
letting you lead she watches your march, reading your steps like her new formed art
running your fastest only to tire no point to hide she'll still see you there even in ur darkest ,I'll give by now she knows me well a fantastic artist
rolling you out tired an sore druged up on her love now sure to withdraw
you hurt from that fall just your own echo on call an those words left sure to play on repeat ,fell so hard that forest of love its so deep
Now to be no more then spiritual love it's still there just flouts silently until it hits vibrations an message bank above
For now thanks I'll send you message each week, it won't be simple no youll have to seek
Later sending a sweet whisper in the breeze, sometimes still kind small things that will put you at eeze
this big beautiful thing called heart its no longer yours now hers to keep, it shall help our link see she'll still visit by dream that's where I've learnt best place to seek
β€ This way, as we bed an wake there next mine her head will still lay
π·that flowers still blooming πΈ
Your my something pretty , only thing is I lost you
pffft to a guy yckkkk ,warghhhh π
Whatever secret scrap book , I really should be ova you like forever ago π
tumblr is my scrapbook, i find something pretty i want to look at later and i glue it to a page . like yesssss you are my little memory forever to look at lovingly
π
Deep in the cosmos, you can find me
Skating down the starβs glistening path
Intoxicated from drinking the moon
Ethereal surfing, here is where Iβll be
Soaking my body in a celestial bath
Dropping it low to nebulaβs dark tune
Walata M.
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Nikki Giovanni, from β[Untitled]β
How many pieces in this Puzzle π€
Life's like a puzzle, keep the pieces together I might just figure it out ..
If I could just stop loosing each peice
Peices most difficult to find ,my heart my mind
my pride
my joy
my smile
I loose ,my temper
Lost my soul an life goals
my love, surely left
what peices lay left ?
I don't wont to hide these peices brushed aside π€
Truth
βBut the most beautiful things in life are just not things. Theyβre people and places, memories and pictures. Theyβre feeling and moments and smiles and laughter.β
β Unknown
I never did .. but she did π€
Gay stuff π€π
π Just a Bi Bitch, learning to stitch up her HEART π€
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