via Daily Prompt: Gray I would count a cloud nine on your claws and creeps bestowed on that shiny bracelets wrestling the jaws of wrist let the ankles clung on to chains like i am doing for you this way you can tag me yours … Continue reading On those colors of you
A strand of threads on that corner. my arms are weak or I had loved that canvas all along my breath. somehow I need to get rid of it. Last time I bought the best cleaning agent. yet, its drilled on Bermuda of walls, cannot be sought on glass power. That corner where I had been is occupied on something I despise the most- a strand of thread drawn by crawls. Likewise, the stains on his grins.
I got a hammer, breaking the top-notch edge. I’ll water my bed and doze off on the floor. I can see the two pokes on ceiling, laughing hard, I could breathe underneath pillows. Not his stains again;
When he goes to bed, he crank volume high on coldplay songs. he hums within me. a lullaby for my sleep. Now that two holes have peek insomnia, where I have my issues on sunken glasses,where, I check a lock twice. I have been hating Coldplay all this time, being his gems, my appetite on his full.
via Daily Prompt: Chuckle Chuckle A tea and a morning cookie jumped into slurped an entire hunger second cookie bumped into the cup third one sliced off within fingers fourth savors in the drools of my pet fifth, i do not go for the odd … Continue reading Wrapper!
On 1 buck
Give me a thousand volts
They will stitch the portrait
On each brush you care
On 2 bucks
Let me borrow your stoned tongue
An antique silence play
They will pay a mockery clap
On each fall we jump
On three bucks
Let me feel your thousand volts again
I’ll close the curtain, peel lock on doors
They won’t reserve the seats
On empty jolts we act
I don’t own blanket
I left your cuddle at Tea fight
you lost your refrigerator key
I’m cold in here!
A cut and it inflicts on summer maze
ripped out the ripples, yet a cent is in haze
I’ll look for an antiseptic he slayed
woo he grasped the medical term,I smiled
first I waited
second, breeze mocked on its idle patience
been a days, weeks, I lost his mark on my sense
did I have a cut? I missed the query
he ain’t here? I miss him the most
scars hesitated for the rental stay
yet, it booked a ballroom event
danced on the floor of cardio
and asked myself if it healed?
Parallel hoarse she need to get it right either he may relapse on elastic pinch or they might sail on non elastic properties once an wound is off limits I’ll drill nails on closer proximity draw your rubber only a bit it won’t retract on … Continue reading ORANGE