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FLAVOR OF STATIC
Starshine eyes cry glitter tears.
Two fists full of happy pills.
Cut through these dimensions to find you.
Gentle words,hypnotic waves.
Speak in song angelic grace.
A strong flavor of static defines you.
I could beg for days,
for you to hover over me again.
Hungry for your soft,creative tongue.
I have never been,
as desperate as I am.
Shivering alone,for one more taste.
Shivering alone for one more...
Two fists full of happy pills.
Cut through these dimensions to find you.
Gentle words,hypnotic waves.
Speak in song angelic grace.
A strong flavor of static defines you.
I could beg for days,
for you to hover over me again.
Hungry for your soft,creative tongue.
I have never been,
as desperate as I am.
Shivering alone,for one more taste.
Shivering alone for one more...
Published 12th Nov 2013
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13th Nov 2013 00:17am
This reminds me of the song Still by Daughter. Full of all the desperation that comes with knowing the love is gone, evaporated through human means where it was once distilled in a purer piece. You can almost see that person clinging to that, to the shadow thing that once sustained them.
This is a franticly beautiful piece of tripping hopes. Nice job.
This is a franticly beautiful piece of tripping hopes. Nice job.
18th Nov 2013 5:41am
Thank you Lee...I always appreciate your understanding,and relation to my work;)
