toyeattoywar Posted August 11, 2002 Share Posted August 11, 2002 (bad poetry after a bad day and no sleep) elektric neon i cant escape the visions of tonight her image outlined in the middle of my sight my timing blown by the mother of delight her angry glances shes not trusting of my light it drains my might and my courage to speak my fears are strong and my will wilts to ease Elektric neon, her daughter my disease elektric knees on my chest i cant breath her piercing eyes and gentle hugs with bare feet her guise is so intriguing, to me it spells defeat yet slave is engraved in her forehead and it bleeds elektric neon Elektric neon i can feel her skin beneath my swollen fingertips i can taste her breath as it escapes between her lips elektric neon seeping out, leading me on elektric knees in the air, with her feet on elektric neon will you touch me so it hurts elektric neon when we touch skin flirts your stomach beneath my hand while you sleep you on your back im on my stomach shoulders meet this lust causing broken hearts to bleed your presence gets me high when i havent smoked weed its like the first time i saw you, you planted a seed and everytime i see you it grows, your what i need i dream about you sitting next to me on our knees hands touching eyes meet i mold into you you onto me your thighs so soft and tasting sweet Elektric neon yeah...so i had to get this out of my system and move on before today starts. clown if you want, i havent a care. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest krie Posted August 11, 2002 Share Posted August 11, 2002 thats good ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
test pattern Posted August 11, 2002 Share Posted August 11, 2002 Originally posted by vinyl junkie sweet mimosa smile perpetually wasted alcoholic breath i get drunk off of your presence sweet mimosa style sweetest ever tasted alcoholic stretch intoxicating essence i fuck your thoughts you fuck mine no need for us alone we’re fine One of my favorites to this day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
toyeattoywar Posted August 11, 2002 Author Share Posted August 11, 2002 damn, that test pattern poem is nice Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bloodfuck Posted August 12, 2002 Share Posted August 12, 2002 damn. clown indeed. its just a bunch of mushy crap. haha. just kidding. great poem toypersonthingy. i liked it alot. you should give it to her. "hand her a pen while your at it" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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