Writings

silentlikethat's picture

5.25.13

I want to dip my fingers in you and run you across a canvas so pale that begs to be marked. I want the perfect nothing behind you because nothing can be your background. There is hardly a word that can be thought when I see you there, a piece lost yet plucked and placed here. You don't belong yet if you leave something will be missing from where you once stood. Like the black ink on the empty canvas you leave your mark wherever you go. So harsh and opposite. Visually bold to the point that it hurts if I don't look at you for a moment longer. Can I drink you like the flowers do with the rain? Will you drip from my parched lips in rivers of fresh ink and satisfy my thirst that always hungers for more? I cannot find anything as rich and empty as you, filled to the brim and hollow within.

------------------------ Record Keeper
Reyy's picture

words will come later

words will come later

REALLY good!

REALLY good!
Iaurdagnire's picture

Can you make a book of your

Can you make a book of your writings plz. It's the only book I would read.
How are you so gooooooooood

Hey Jettem. I love seeing you

Hey Jettem. I love seeing you post stuff.
This was a really awesome read; descriptive writings are the only things that I can keep on reading and not get bored with. I'll track this and wait for more <3