Our souls are tangled in eachothers as we see the sharp pain in our eyes glistening thru the waving trees getting throssed in the trash as we exchange souls silently as the other side od the upper world are renesansing things as they think about re-birthing as i was too busy falling for the snake in charge of me as i imagine his hands wrapping up on my throat lije ropes on tree branches until i was nothing but a vivid glistening eye catcher dream beneath him.
Well as i wouldnt guessed maybe even graveyards grow flowers just like we grow up then vanish but keep repenting ourself in some ways.
Just like how orange juice is sweet but bitter at the same time as he only comes alive at midnught coming trough my window like breeze described in a dotoevsky way.
I know what he wants and he knows what i want.
Well since i figured hes like poison i call him a snake.
He could bite me like kudzu all he wants until i slowly start rotting apart like apples that dont fall far from theur tree ,or am i wrong?maybe they do fall far a bit too much not knowing what they want that day .
I could fix him make me love me like how magnets are attracted to eachother but they go far sometimes because of a small silly dumb thing.
Even the hills and the walls wcould hear us when we are silent communicating with breaths and eyes.
Everythign is in the eye no matter what happens you can see it.
As i said two mouths determine to be one.
4 eyes looking at 2.
2 tounges deforming onto one sharing the same breath.
One house .
2 people.
0 mistakes.
1 love.
2 colors as they burn slowly in eachother like roses on fire on acid skin slowly dying just how the earth is slowly destroying itself
