Monday, August 2, 2010

A re-uniting tie

the flight path payed and paved
a mere few hours
who would have thought that man could have gone so far.
now lets march on this grave hidden earth of ours.
the re-uniting of the fiancée and her well owner, taking pretty care of his first and only but never last.
over stretching, hyper tending, thats the sight i saw in kc. tryin to pull off more than it could deal with, especially in the rush of summer heats.
feeling unsecure as the driver goes forth, fearing the rape of nanking returning to just me.
the trivial seems like an obstacle until he felt the need to bro it up.
popping the collar and listening to Jack Johnson, wait whoaaa take the musical taste back. if that was real then i would have walked in 90 degree bare chested.
not the case so i could ride within her and feel safe.
hugs from the parents of a different state
my eyes swirling around in the sockets,
seeing whats new
and whats familiar
all a feeling of content
laughter lost within the vials of heat, disgust and confusion.
our savior
the legendary legend @ legends. alas we r not lost but found we are.
dressed to the 7's, drop dead gorgeous
all 3 of us
riding third wheel seems all too normal for me.
never a problem with the solution. it always add up right anyway you divide it
twins and sex and noises that i swore came out of a decked out machine.
turn the vibrator up to 11 and lets rock this place now and forever. its only you her and me.
lets break all the rules, defy the Starbucks hours and logg some more of our own. sex in a car, one going shirtless, comfortable.
no one questions the fact
we all are too safe and soundly fine
singing the lyrics of truth and happiness,
intertwined at the stick
late night kisses fading into the high end hookers dress folds
going tie less was a choice regretted but alas, another time for young lovers and their adventures. a never ending chapter in love.
feeling the weight of a tired day on an awake boy.
slowly sleep creeps upon thy body until the predators stirs.
fitful episodes come and go, a night with SPIKE is a uneasy one indeed.
Sunday morning peaks

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