but, you know this...
when our tongues waggle and lap up the sweetness of each other, i'm struck deaf by the cacophony of miraculous explosions.....
....our kisses are loud, my dear, loud like the chinese new year.
and in that din...
to the left, there are men in that raging, winding dragon...
you do not fear it.
to the right, children toss tiny dynamite to chase away evil spirits...
you do not mock it.
in front of you, a man throwing his heart, naked and dreaming, hoping for a golden fortune...
you do not see it.
i wish you cared, because i miss your lip bombs.
"......Scribblings in the Key of D"
when our tongues waggle and lap up the sweetness of each other, i'm struck deaf by the cacophony of miraculous explosions.....
....our kisses are loud, my dear, loud like the chinese new year.
and in that din...
to the left, there are men in that raging, winding dragon...
you do not fear it.
to the right, children toss tiny dynamite to chase away evil spirits...
you do not mock it.
in front of you, a man throwing his heart, naked and dreaming, hoping for a golden fortune...
you do not see it.
i wish you cared, because i miss your lip bombs.
"......Scribblings in the Key of D"
ps.
i see you've been jacking off again.
I miss you! you are always so insightful in the not so odvious!