as quoted, "patience is a virtue."
every moment can be a contrast.
bright; different textures..colors.
either here or there; i remain under.
random or similar; compared to the past sun hours .
either wasting, stalling, or stealing time.
thinking, reminiscing; broken thoughts.
have time? take a drag.
stepping in smooth tiles.
through a swift of coldness or through the cabinets.
fattening foods equals happy equals in love.
image? there's no such thing.
lust? of course. ha.
though despite lust..motivation and inspiration [PERIOD]
hmm..nostalgic memories still sit in my thoughts.
and in reality, STILL roaming.
if boredom is out of the picture, the time is in a snap.
either hearing singing,
conversational gossip,
slippers slash shoes clicking,
or those big doors that in thee end..thud.
walking through the doors is a man, whom i love and feel deeply.
looking at each other, exchanges a smile and the words "hi babe!"
feeling adrenaline,
jidders,
heart pumping like crazy,
excitement, which i wanna scream with joy,
and the feeling that beats them all..butterflies.
fuck waiting..
picking up my feet as fast as i can..
in a moment, i feel like i'm flying;
he caught me in mid-air.
ends with a make-out session and amazing feelings, which we never felt before.
love? i definitely have it for sure. =)

1 comment:
niiiiice. hella reminds me of spoken word...
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