Oct 16, 2014
Hidden
petal lips, sand castle bones and hollow hearts but eyes of thunderstorms and a soul built from alabaster iron
-s.e.
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from China
seen from Mexico
seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from China
Hidden
petal lips, sand castle bones and hollow hearts but eyes of thunderstorms and a soul built from alabaster iron
-s.e.
It's Late
Love sleeps on my tongue No, it doesn't taste angry, It doesn't burn. Surprisingly, it doesn't taste of The blood I've grown accustomed to, Not the red escaping cracked walls From furious teeth at my lips. Love tastes solely of you, All stale whispers and empty kisses, Deprivation, fatigue, torn cries, Messy breathing and late-night sighs.
-s.e.
She didn't know why He walked away But she knew he wasn't coming back.
-s.e.
I'm a kite The wind calls to me, But you're holding the line.
smoke me, then (part II)
Take yet another drag, Hold this new woman in your chest for a while, Just a few seconds, feel her burn you Not enough, She doesn't give enough. Then slowly, Tauntingly, you release her back Into the cruel world To watch her dissipate No, caused to fade away, Cease to exist Snatched by another exhale, The earth's breath, And blown to nothing.
-s.e.