

salted synchronicitycover me in your words, your mind, your poetry love flows from me you infiltrate the porous spaces flecked and speckled my soul bares your markings or the markings of a lover's vulnerability a longing for the taking giving all to possibility i crave your voice when you spit lyrically i drown in my desire to feel you next to me, consuming me and even when i have you, desperation surfaces a clawing, clinging, hopeless need to pull you in to me... i long to be, even momentarily, your everything and our love ignites the flame insatiablysalted synchronicity
and those three word
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But then again, what the hell do I know....I'm just a drunk lesbian~
LEGALIZE
Join one or all :icondapride: :iconlesbians: :iconclub-marijuana:
btw.
drunk lesbians are officially more fun than sober ones.
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Querer es Poder
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Where is my mind? Way out in the water. See it swimming.
so... canned sanity, eh? interesting word choice.
is your sanity canned all the time?
how about behind closed doors?
Just wondering.
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Querer es Poder
...Maria (from Paul Coelho's Eleven Minutes)
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Querer es Poder
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