Sunday, March 18, 2012

soul kiss

break my addictions
& be my cigarette
roll it up
kill it off
take it away
with every grip
i grow more obsessed

(my valium)
every sound & reverb
every raw detail your voice projects
into me
out of lust
i want to refine you in white
maybe pink
and pop you like a pill
take you when i'm down
or on magic hill

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