December 31, 2009

language of a lover.

as you're dancing naked,
you swooned me like no other.
you exposed al the boundaries,
from a tiny lens.

my head,
it hurts.
my soul,
it became a curse.

i am tanning my skin in the rain.
take the best mugshot of me if you could.
well if you see me,
just drive on by.

years of dirty needles,
raindrops running through my veins.

damn right i've lost my way.

- he says.