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Posted on September 09 2010 at 12·42 PM / Permalink
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Music pounding
Heartbeat sounding
i don’t wanna stop.
Here you found me
Arms around the
curves you wanna cop.
Feeling frenzied
Rushes send me
sailing over edge.
Tasting, touching
Not too much, he
needs to be misled.
Nevermind the
Games this time but
don’t leave here caught up.
When we’re done it’s
All in fun let’s
leave this here. enough.
marelle
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Posted on May 11 2010 at 12·47 PM / Permalink
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mmm. something tells me this won’t be easy…
My heart feels visionary.
What i see - u cannot find.
The Future exists slowly,
Though He pays me no mind.
but Secrets (kept) unspoken
and Passions (gone) unheard
are the Truths left here, a’broken
and the Lyrics sung half-slurred.
Exhausting affections
and treated ever kind;
Reflecting my deflections
but the spirits still they bind.
fluidity contagious.
(Naturally & True)
thinking it degrades us -
if conscience strikes on thru…
Flirting with Disaster.
and still also with Fate -
Clinging to QuickFaster…
but really wanting Wait.
Oceanic supernovas:
glistening with charm -
Seem to panic, deep within, yet
quickly they disarm.
Delirium and Ecstasy
are really quite a pair!
Now Fading…Gone
is all my thought
With you just standing
there.
marelle
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Posted on May 11 2010 at 12·42 PM / Permalink
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Sugar glazed teardrops rolling down my face.
The sweetness you’ve instilled in me
still has that bitter aftertaste.
Moon beams fill my dreams;
my starry night’s askew.
The sunlight rising in the dark
and midnight just struck through.
Aurora blazes in the blackness
of my deepened sleep.
Neon flashes in my senses
though I’m trying to keep
Away from yesterday & right now
I am in between
the reddish purple-pink-blue
& my yellow’s just turned green.
Periwinkle blue across the
creamy puffs of white
Leads me through a fantasy
that fuels my mind’s delight.
The mist tastes like a rainbow
as the ocean overflows.
Mixing with the sky and then
my fluid mind sight grows.
My eyes are open-shut
and I’m only half asleep.
But if my memory
serves me right
These thoughts are
mine to keep.
marelle
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Posted on May 10 2010 at 03·31 PM / Permalink
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time is this incoherence to my existence -
& i’m fully mis under stood. but hear me out.
craziness misconstrued as sanity…
reality is this.
you aren’t sure of either.
adrenaline rush & i’m slipping away.
catching this fever you give to me.
proximity intangible & still right
before me now.
do whatever & why you are
makes me forget.
right here.
yesterday’s so far away.
marelle
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Posted on May 10 2010 at 02·34 PM / Permalink
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