paradoxcycle
Bluelight Crew
re:action
I've been having nightmares again. They arent bloody or scary but they are my version of a nightmare. Last night's was particularly awful and brutally reallistic. I remember expressions and textures from fabric and the smell of skin and emotion, heavy emotion. I remember it all. And then the dream changed, from the loveless, to the dying.
I chose the sky with the storm. I will love you like a revolution, like a religion. I burn with need of you deep inside like a coal mine that has caught fire and smoulders far deep in the rock away from the healing touch of the rain, a slow poisonous fire of wanting and waiting that melts rocks to tears of lava.
I've been having nightmares again. They arent bloody or scary but they are my version of a nightmare. Last night's was particularly awful and brutally reallistic. I remember expressions and textures from fabric and the smell of skin and emotion, heavy emotion. I remember it all. And then the dream changed, from the loveless, to the dying.
I chose the sky with the storm. I will love you like a revolution, like a religion. I burn with need of you deep inside like a coal mine that has caught fire and smoulders far deep in the rock away from the healing touch of the rain, a slow poisonous fire of wanting and waiting that melts rocks to tears of lava.
