Scribble

Your Spark You make electricity course through my bones I feel like I've got static when I'm around you My blood feels hot My hands have the quakes It's like an addiction craving I can't shake I close my eyes and all I see is you It's like you entered into my dream world And no matter how hard I want to quit you You stay here like my own personal poison But I am enjoying it Every minute I get a craving for you Another moment to see you To hear you walk into the room To imagine what we'd do What we could be together Damn But I'm not that kind of person I don't charge after what I want but when I'm around you its like the world is hot beneath my feet And you're the coolest place to be I want to make love to you with you for you by you I yearn for you to be here with me Constantly I need Things I can't have But there you stand With that smile in your eyes And all...

Sinful Sounds too Innocent It's when the energy ripples off our skin When the pulse of his heart matches mine Where time doesn't exist And there is only the space between us A constant reminder that we are not one But two bodies, separate and needy Needing to be needed, wanted, desired Helpless in our passion, our addiction Drink deep the sensation Of his hands on top of me My body claimed as his His muffled cries come from me Pleasing each other, one another With ourselves, our minds our touch We are whole here, breaking and mending Burning through this, the night Eating the heat off of his body The smell of his skin Sweet and warm next to mine I hold this dream like a memory I feel light and heavy The goddess and the god We match together In our perfect imperfection His hands holding me up Lips tracing lines Enveloping in the sound That our intensity creates Sinful sounds too innocent We act on imp...

Bells At the mercy of my own self-deprecation I stand before you Stuck in the prison of my brain, my heart is bleeding My life's been wasted on bad cups of coffee And the stains on the walls I've hit in frustration I'm trapped inside this cage of deceit Waiting, planning and yet not moving Continually mutating the events in my mind So that each memory is poisoned And I feel hated inside my own ribcage So I fall asleep, sleep for hours on end And I dream I dream of escape, escape to world where the bells chime Light and airy, like a delicate breeze Beautiful and alive Yet here I stand, unable, unwilling to move From the tragic horror inside my brain The city of rust, the crevice where my demons run free Pounding along a flat stone with my name carved So I write It's like the one phone call you're allowed in jail The one reason to exist after you've royally fucked up And when I bit into these words, tasted the bitt...