Dance like the bohemian in the raindrops as they hit the P-lot. The Sets of headlights pass 2 by 2. Sitting in this state of utter confusion. Thinking meaningless phrases for the words to come out just right. You are in my peripheral sight.


Young and naive. With lust filled hearts. lost in the pit of dissaray. Craving the touch of one another. Baby please look my way.


Finally a glance. it feels like i have waited forever. my heart beats faster. you speak of words that sound foreign to me yet i have said them all before.



(Not finished) Stay tuned!