……unraveling my skin was never a sin as my emotions lie there waiting……a bottomless vault of poisons-tender and unfettered in your grasp………surge, surge, surge, through my eyes-thrice………the ocean crawls through my eyes raging and foaming at the indifference……at the detachment……..i want to be intimate with every sonance that vibrates the flowers in my skull…….to make love to the sonata tickling my soul…..i feel the intensity in your silence……i want your silence to kiss every capsule of my pores with its sordino mouth……i can not exist in the mikros kosmos of the makros kosmos…..it is only in great explosions and delicate nuances that i dance………
That sums me up metaphorically. Really, I’m just a female person who enjoys randomness, writing, and many other things that I’m too lazy to type out right now.
