Wednesday, July 22, 2009

day 2: castles

I am never honest enough to be naked
and i've heard her speak of being a fortress but they dont stand without strong walls
i cant see through you, it scares me
maybe i was once a castle
cuz Sometimes when I kiss I cry more then smile
and castles
they were built to be beautiful
but they will always be conquered
I’ve wept at climax more times then I have laughed
My breathes are short and sharp
Piercing like the secrets we’re sharing like our bodies

1 comment:

  1. the last three lines of this...

    super duper fierce.