Wednesday, 21 July 2010

summer days.

Summer afternoons are the same,doing nothing apart from reading books.Read unti' heart aches and eyes blur.
I shut the book,close my eyes,feel the raindrops on window,nothing more enjoyable.I've recently come to the realization of what comfortability really is,and what it is finally let go.I've finally figured out what i've wanted to do,and what people want to share my life with.
 
I sing songs with different hearts,and let go of people i purely know i cannot have in my life.

Comfortability is knowing your heart is safe on someone's hand,knowing your dreams are so much closer than you expect,knowing someone will cry for you when you meet the Maker.Comfortability is also knowing you're crossing someone's mind,even just in two second.

That is enough for me,for the present me and the future me.That is just enough for those summer days.

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Jeff Bridges.

Jeff Bridges.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.