is it strange to admit, kindly in my defeat, it was a photograph i fell in love with ? my eyes entangled in yr rainbow infused bleach blonde static electric hair, wondering - is he the one ? eyelashes like grasshoppers legs, can i climb gently into the spaces in between, curious like a firefly - to enlighten your eyes? they die after tasting one night of life you know. just one night in between those lashes - please allow me to flicker with eight bit pixilations into yr wandering technicolor dreams? it is true, you helped me remember how to lucid dream.
& the fluidity of the dreams are hard to translate into vowels forming words . . they were vivid & harsh & i've lost many nights of sleep, crawling through our memories. perhaps mending season will soon arrive? will you bring me one more moonlight surprise? entrapped in my room now, listening to rain drop bringing birth to the dead winter, spring time is one sense away. & your tongue, though stale with mint infused tobacco, was the most wonderful swirl i've tasted in my mind. it's true you know, you helped me remember how to taste colours again.
(dont know where i was going with this one anyway)
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