la belle perversion.
gujsel:
in a child-like state of consciousness
no future thoughts
only past memories
and the awe of the moment.
no future thoughts
only past memories
and the awe of the moment.
Within shadows
light surfaces
Creeping through the cracks in other peoples lips.
Have been in darkness so long
Eyes are useless for what needs to be seen.
Wretched light
From fire!
From sun!
How long hast thou been far?!
&
In your place, a shadow,
An empty shell
Who with silken hands
Covered my eyes
And named my blindness
Love.
light surfaces
Creeping through the cracks in other peoples lips.
Have been in darkness so long
Eyes are useless for what needs to be seen.
Wretched light
From fire!
From sun!
How long hast thou been far?!
&
In your place, a shadow,
An empty shell
Who with silken hands
Covered my eyes
And named my blindness
Love.
Like giving birth
for four years
Thesis
welcome to earth.
for four years
Thesis
welcome to earth.
gujsel:
so nice..... a lots of kisses to my dear have nice time!!!
words
creating and cocreating realities
sprung from souls
through waves
in energy
from pen to paper
from I to You
We Know
We Are.
creating and cocreating realities
sprung from souls
through waves
in energy
from pen to paper
from I to You
We Know
We Are.
gujsel:
so wonderful words......i adore these....."from pen to paper
from I to You"you are too great a lots of kisses to u have nice new week !!!!!
from I to You"you are too great a lots of kisses to u have nice new week !!!!!
lady_lunacy:
Thanks for the kind words! 
Proud to have updated my profile to an exclusive relationship (after almost a year of being with my punk), of having gone from "Having black lungs" (smoking) to "I'm giving up" and to remove all pigeons holes... and accept my indefinability, unpredictability and my lunacy Lady Lunacy is indeed In Love. Simply.
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lady_lunacy:
Wow, thanks man
atmosphericchaos:
Thanks madam!
open eyes and open heart...
verifying with my senses what feels real to my soul.
verifying with my senses what feels real to my soul.
no hay comparasion...
no existe objeto con cual hacer una justa...
simplemente
no existe.
no existe objeto con cual hacer una justa...
simplemente
no existe.
I am Other. Experience me.
If they ask me 20 yrs from now to justify my actions today, I have a PhD worth of knowledge to defend myself appropriately.,
creamcuffs:
Well put
