h e a t

in two places , pull the blanket over me, quivering passion  its kind,

 touch salty heat, awake dreaming sleeping ,east west mind,

let it c o m e & let b e

Takes his mask off and lulls his head
Then she sees him in the screen

They both see the traps

They w o n ’t go back

They’ve got a mind track

It’s all a mystery

-Veela- let it be - BlackMill > Cheap Assassin 

s h e l t e r

 please teach me  g e n t l y,
 how to breath

d e e p >

p o s s i b i l i t y winds up wound cogs formed by vessels in only one place.
sense it doesn't make, t w i s t i n g  time thoughts and squirming below only one place.
system shuts down .not only. but reverses backwards with w h i m s i c a l  nauseous eating snakes      in only one place >

d e e p.

> dedicated to . Cheap Assassin.

just o n e

 stand still. birds w h i s t l e stung by berry thistle but a w h i s p e r not given

 by the tallest trees cometh down upon me as do I wait, only with wonder. I have thy thunder.

 in my s o u l yet waiting I stand still for,

a sign. 

any way and time whisper that one thing,let my s o n g sing 

for o n e verse, for one line

 > w o l f 

photo by Simon L King edit by me 

s w a l l o w .

seek immunity in that moment and minds will follow and hurt will swallow time. Whole. 

He d a n c e d with a wolf .

Salted eyes itch the heart cursed with overflowing l u s t . Run away place to be found only by the desolate w h i s p e r of the trees. Thistled toes grow strong and time can be a given g i f t from her, herself. As 'her' is light of day warmth and of guiding light with m o o n s. Dont hold on let footsteps  carry the woe . and breath in pined air as darkness will escape a kind soul. one with and two with           t i m e and space ,t o u c h innocence  face to face, hold your b r e a t h and look to above the skies the wolf is dancing somewhere in time.

> w o l f 

photos by the magnificent  >Simon L. King<