

To Close To TouchTo Close To TouchTo Close To Touch
I look and I see you there across the table In all your radiance Its to bad this barren wood strecthes a fucking mile


My Neva LoveMy Neva LoveMy Neva Love
My neva love Did I eva love you? The feeling that passed between, I felt nothing more than air. The words we spoke were undeniable, But were they all true My neva love?
Our touch was soft, and our kisses sweet, But like cotton candy it was only a fleeting treat. As soft spoken whispers caught wind and sailed away, My neva love, I neva loved you anyway.
For the time we created our love, Just a passing phase, A false creation of what was neva true, But the peaceful lie we let live up to our final day. Living as each


If I Never Told You Before...If I Never Told You Before, I'll Do It NowIf I Never Told You Before...
Writing from me to you To thank you for your memories Both the good And the ones I never wished would happen The love we shared The pain we never asked for Thank you You've become an internal Part of me A part I would never change, Memories... Thank you If I was never able
To see you again I would keep your memory A perfect portrait of you Thank you
I will remember


Heavenly BodiesShes got stars in her sockets Little lockets for the unseenHeavenly Bodies
And empty
I find hollows in her form, little Worm holes for comets to kiss and Listen to the way she turns black holes Like interplanetary coins across her fingers They linger Twirl and re-whirl around her nail Pale strands of starlit masses that hook And weave into the milky way Of her hair, where Constellations pulse and wane
Into waves of dark matter
I touch Saturns rings in her ribs
Such rippled space swells and wells
To her chest, where nests of Aquila, &


If Heaven were an orgyI can talk downtown jive into towers of rhyme Every time Im in Her I am sinner Feel my sinIf Heaven were an orgy
Like velvet skin on your silk-soft sin city Soft like sheets of ivory haze Reminding me of days of half-hearted praise For a bad god, a dead god
Little death in deed and indeed
I am pleased
As the cats in the slums of Heaven Call for me
Their only man Goddamned if the alleyways Dont rock with Oh yeahs And No ways On a one-way street to bliss
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"There is a story that comes before all other stories and of which all the stories I read seem to carry an echo, immediately lost."
~Italo Calvino
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Forever Awesome
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함께, 우리는 영원히 살 것이다
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Forever Awesome
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함께, 우리는 영원히 살 것이다
BTW, saw your myspace pic of the tattoo, damn sexy.Of course I liked the shirtless one better, even if it was such a tiny picture.
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"But we don't know his true form!" -ParanoidMan
honestly i don't know what i would do if you stopped making passes at me though lol... and thanks i like staying sexy
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Forever Awesome
I don't think you could look un-sexy.
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"But we don't know his true form!" -ParanoidMan
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Forever Awesome
It would take an act of the gods.
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"But we don't know his true form!" -ParanoidMan
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