August 8, 2007

Not sure where this is going, Another Panic attack no sign of slowing down. I’m still breathing heavy heavy breathing...


Current mood: amatory


Join the raindrops on the glass. Dance and twirl. Watch closely as it swirls. Like cheap champagne. Full glasses and bitter sweet. Enchanted eyes and colored pencils. Trace me like no other. Enchanted. Blood singing even as it pours. Mix it with the essence of you. Beauty for granted. You’re a visionary. Bodies hear screams. Candles blow themselves out, to save their souls from the sight. Angels and demons. Cheer. All the above meet in a collision of thoughts and skin. No one could see how we glow. Fever under thin skin. Growing with the beating of our hearts. Faster than sound. We don’t make any. Forces about to break. Testing just how much we can take. Pretend to fly and fall from grace. Holding in breathes and screams. No one knows and they wouldn’t believe it if they did.

Kids collide and divide.
Enchanted.
Make magic and see if dreams come true.
Clipped wings and devilish grins give us away.