Monthly Archives: August 2008

Repeat.Stop.Repeat

Repeat.Stop.Repeat

Shapes and colors danced like neon lights before her eyes
Loud breathing synchronized with heavy touching
Lust kept ringing in her head like a song on repeat
His lips pressed against hers sent thunder throughout her fragile frame

For a moment everything stood still
Just like in the movie scenes
Where love conquers all
And passion is the rhythm of memories

Obsessed by infidelity
Repeat

They swirled around the room
Repeat

His body pressed up against hers
Repeat

Her hands scratching down his back
Repeat

Repeat
Repeat
Stop

Her heart was floating, elevating, flying away….
Shattered. Broken. Destroyed. Damaged.
You have no idea what you just got yourself into…

2008
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It feels great

It Feels Great

As the density of the room grew thicker
Complexity settled, breaking a structured routine
A certain degree of consistency
Occupied their careless mind

Pornographic memoirs on negative prints
Tormented with desire
Stimulated by instinct
Obeying to lustful actions…

Behaviours tend to manifest themselves
Quite frequently it’s all very appealing
But psychologically speaking, I don’t feel.
And it feels great.

2008
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