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rabbit heart, in headlights
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shoot stars sweethearti'd like for you to know that the only place i'd rather be right now is under the sheets with our knees tangled together and our hearts skipping too many beats. i'd like for you to know my favourite sound is your voice at a whisper, shouting your insides through your lips. i'd like for you to know that this should just be right now and forever, but it's a shame because i see you almost next to never.shoot stars sweetheart
- this is goodnight doesn't always have to mean this is goodbye. -
i'm watching you get into your car so easily, you're letting the engine run and the headlights errupt my senses as you kiss me
by ~softsilhouettes
this is where all hell brokeit started with you and me and the way the pavement glowed after it rained. technicolor lights streamed the asphalt, they reflected across our skin as you put your index fingers in the belt-loops of my faded jeans, and pulled my hips into yours. i remember the air telling me how we matched so divinely. our bones stuck out from our skin in the most sublime way, behind our eyelids we hid our spheres so we wouldn't see the vacancy they held. we froze matter and pushed every molecule away as we closed in the space between our lips, between our torsos, between our hearts. we stopped the hands of every ticking clock and every electric current brighthis is where all hell broke
by ~softsilhouettes
next thing we're touchingyou put the moon out with your cigarette as everything around you began to dim. you stirred the stars around as your body swayed against the porch lights, as you lifted the twenty-sixer to your lips.next thing we're touching
you turned to me and said, "lets show this world what we're made of."
yes baby lets fuckin' show them.
we had our first kiss right there.
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honest to god, i'm not colour-blind, i just see colourless colour i'm not starry-eyed, i just reached out and tore the sky down the middle
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i still remember the salt strewned in the air
by ~softsilhouettes
please release your eyelidsi'll sketch you a detailed depiction of the world i live in. i see orange and pink patterns ripple between skylines that don't exist on horizons. i see bodies of water that reflect the blue amidst satin white clouds, and if you go down deep enough you'll find they're filled with creatures of carousel colours that you've never seen. on nights like tonight when the sky is vacant, i'll use the streetlights as a starry night and car's headlights as shooting stars in motion. i can feel the cornstalks brush against my porcelain skin even when there isn't a breeze. i can feel the clouds tears run down my body, even when there isn't a downplease release your eyelids
by ~softsilhouettes
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i'm caroline "I'll be your sunset if you'll be my silhouette" i see that in sunsets, in starlight, on bridges, on sidewalks (there's beauty). there's beauty in the tears falling from eyes, the sensation of rough skin, the sight of overgrown lawns, and the smell of rain. there's wonder on hard couches, on curbs, small town cafés, and long roads. i look for it, i look for anything i can, and that's what my life's about. i open my eyes to more than just my life, but the many lives and the many eyes that see even more beauty. the beauty i don't just want to imagine, but be in the midst of. |
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- Current Residence: in kaliedoscope dreams and underwater thoughts, in lost time capsels, and forgotten tears.
- Interests: blurred lights chai tea latte's smiling photography infinite moments clouds dusk painting
- Favourite style of art: glass blowing
- MSN: ask me please and thank you.
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