While I was swimming in my own tangled green mind and slipping through the bright yellow clanging of my own thoughts, I saw you look at her the way I want you to look at me - with sleepy eyes and your body painted in that deep rushing red. And you were both purple under that twisting sea of lights, too sweet. And I was nothing but a wash of grays, standing on the edge of something, teetering on the brink of something big. And I watched from beyond myself, as I slid into that familiar great blue ocean.
Created: Jan 03, 2012wolf-fucker Document Media