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The Secret
It is Forbidden.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Like the City. Like the Journey. Like the wire connecting our hearts. And as I listen, I watch your hands that shield these two worlds. They travel in the trail I've longed for them to travel. I look into your eyes. Your smiling eyes form a mirror for the sun. I touch your velvet canvas, I feel every inch of it. Every slope is a different journey... every crease is a new sensation. I'm close enough to feel your breath on me. Then I feel the elements of your pleasure, your destruction, your knowledge. I close my eyes, and I see more than I've ever seen. The electric feel courses through my tunnels, trespasses my shield, and the clouds become electric. You taste like the sweetest sugar, the most effective drug. You are my favourite chocolate. Wanting you is like wanting everything I need, and everything I need is enough. It is in these moments that I truly know of the epitome of perfection. Every note that escapes you is music in itself. Every pulse given off by your "organ that pumps blood" is assurance that there is another reality. And reality doesn't always have to be tragic. I become lost in you, and I don't want to be found. In this moment, nothing is hidden. But everything is forbidden. But only in this world. Because you'd do whatever you want, in MY world. Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 12:40 AM
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I'd like to live on an island.
Where the sands are golden and the water turquoise.
Where the sun is my friend and the moon my guardian.
Where I am only with the people I love and people who love me.
Where music is the only source of oxygen.
Where I can do just about ANYTHING and nobody would give a fuck.
Where unnecessary, materialistic things are just that. unnecessary and materialistic.
Where money doesn't exist because we don't need it.
Where the air is clean and the sky always blue.
Where the only sources of light at night are from fire-flies and the stars above.
Where I have everything i want.
Where laughter never fades away.
Where illnesses are non-existent.
Where there is one race, one religion.
Where there is no heaven and hell.
Where I can sit around and have conversations with God.
Where I can sit around and have conversations with myself.
Where people are not afraid to say "I love you" and mean it ♥
Where nothing really matters.
I'm a dreamer.
So sue me.
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