Who am I?
What are you...
Seeing in believing
Talking to myself
Reminiscing
My reality
Stranger then fiction
Wisdom from my soul
Feeling alone
By, Melissa Lenee
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
time
do we share the same?
paths crossed eyes,
in between the underneath.
time stands still,
as we grow faster,
as we die sooner,
as we are only one.
eyes divide the mix,
dwelling toward guilt.
the breath always slower,
paths crossed eyes,
in between the underneath.
time stands still,
as we grow faster,
as we die sooner,
as we are only one.
eyes divide the mix,
dwelling toward guilt.
the breath always slower,
her usual, unusual, tackyness.
eager to push,
everywhere, roaming uncertainty.
by melissa le'nee'
eager to push,
everywhere, roaming uncertainty.
by melissa le'nee'
swept
a soul to be transported.
somewhere more sensual, sexual,
i could have an entire room
i know we are gonna see each other
feelin inside, like warm milk before bed,
the city still burning with our eyes
with blossoming trees,
the object of interest all the time,
drifting on the horizon.
sunset unfolds roads near your face.
yearning flesh, blossoming
and time are delicate, their panes of glass,
automated ways, lettin it happen while i
in your eyes and lips that sweeten
mate, like an engineer, a mechanical one
by melissa le'nee'
somewhere more sensual, sexual,
i could have an entire room
i know we are gonna see each other
feelin inside, like warm milk before bed,
the city still burning with our eyes
with blossoming trees,
the object of interest all the time,
drifting on the horizon.
sunset unfolds roads near your face.
yearning flesh, blossoming
and time are delicate, their panes of glass,
automated ways, lettin it happen while i
in your eyes and lips that sweeten
mate, like an engineer, a mechanical one
by melissa le'nee'
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
fountain of confussion
she wept...
decades of demons
surfaced through faces
enigmatic smile
pure white teeth
plastic curiousity
living with angels
concealing dreams
tasting photographs...
holy spectrum of lights rupture
fierce solitude and lonliness
the street split in two
expressionless worry free zone
talking in circles
holding breath throughout nights cold
reflection changing
floating above happiness
goodbyes breif and awkward
she wept...
decades of demons
surfaced through faces
enigmatic smile
pure white teeth
plastic curiousity
living with angels
concealing dreams
tasting photographs...
holy spectrum of lights rupture
fierce solitude and lonliness
the street split in two
expressionless worry free zone
talking in circles
holding breath throughout nights cold
reflection changing
floating above happiness
goodbyes breif and awkward
contortions of body swept up in reverence
her ideology unadvised and peculer
seemingly fanatical...
triped to the edge or that fine line
unalighned with the norm self existant reviler
passing time
watching
clouds roll bye
imaginary expressions
dreamer of dreams
symatry shines through
apocalyptic shadows
needles pierce through
and bite
her ideology unadvised and peculer
seemingly fanatical...
triped to the edge or that fine line
unalighned with the norm self existant reviler
passing time
watching
clouds roll bye
imaginary expressions
dreamer of dreams
symatry shines through
apocalyptic shadows
needles pierce through
and bite
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