- you are sick same as me -
this is not my dream
….its yours
*
momentum
of what I see…
what i feel, what i taste
what i want…
from you
*
background music : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7sTHoeH0eA
pigeon bathing in a puddle
Sharp wind ripping petals off the cherry blossom trees
The noise of the train station
and the smell of wet cigarette butts
Spring rain
she is wrapped in an oversized jacket and hood
with
pink sign
it screams :
“the devil is jealous of me”
Medusa's hair whips like flames in the wind
*
background music : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Xjsbf7L13I
sky's bright blue
glitter of wet sharp green grass
Dark tunnel rumbling trains
a flash of black paint
slips into a seat of a car
dark cabin
just
reflections of our faces in the sunglasses
The air vibrates with the deep bass of music
*touching lips*
...hey
...hey
You're wearing lipstick...
…yes ;)
*touching tongues*
pause
We're measuring each other's gaze
I'm trying to read the millisecond reactions but
heyyy
........I'm drowning.......
(again? :D)
and all I can think about
how to tell you
that…
*nothing, shaking head…heterochromia central*
*
folie à deux
pressed against the cold surface of a closed door
This is the second time we've been so close....
I just know what you're gonna do to me
aching for your touch
holding gasp of pleasure
warm pale skin like pink marble
grip your hands around my throat
rip your thumb between my blood-red lips
touch me
down there
my pussy
