azdi404

 derailed listen on youtube or here I find you every woman's feature the jesters we traded bred intimacy , we reciprocate other's sins, begetting our own gravity abiding by what takes us passively sleeping in the sandbox of doubt next to the diluted innocence affected by hype   where the rivers of your love derail short of my veins graceful lips smile   kissing the marble cornerstone of your temple from the cold halls of the soul, you still show me what they say is true   that love masquerades around midnight . we all pray the same   but answers come back differently and our love flows around haphazardly in thirst, like misguided teenage infidel spirits; I linger;  I inhale what I can,   the aroma of your bed sweat, in mysteries, we click   in reality, we bore   in blasphemy , we eager   in matrimony , we lie, all in all, the extended truth is never enough   with its never-ending flow blindly following gravity. but around midni...