don't ever change. a friend afar in tribute pressed for resurrections bow. anonymous by rite a face, a place, a night, and madness comes in tow. so cheers to all our twisted smiles alive behind lifes fears. our caustic morning voices in contempt of long lost tears.
home movies here, in memories on empty walls. these days are gone, we're moving on, the halls that lined these little lives, now haunted by the ghosts of mine. take back the coast and give me miles. no more static in the stars.
reckless endangered, on the other side of lives and all the stars lined intensity from birth to times. no star-crossed senses, they've all been bright aligned. good luck, good night my best friend stranger, love until the morning light. you know my flaws and all as candid arms have scrawled. i dove into you brief, extolled. lust in every language.belief.and always anguish.
the bridge is bridled this time. stories greet the only sun in fall and rise. sole compartments, cars are told those dirty secrets and all those souls are sold. reckless droves. one false move. one crash. a bang. surreal and rearviewed, suddenly stained the bridge, another story, another life remained.
nervous to call. nervous to write. nervous to hear the voice, of a known stranger in the night. but it was different this time, and despite the wire i could feel the warmth of that shine and smile. stoic both, in past precautions so the world had woven in our hearts, tombs of unforgetting, looking west for all we've lost. in reverie, in broken parts. you're doing well.
i think of you, and i smile on the plane. in prior lives truly unseen combat the lesser known, my love and quarrels bought mistakes we know. but i think of you, often, and abroad, and all of them broken hearted for the time we've forced apart.
are there only lies when you close your eyes? are you sinking? are you sleeping? are the shadows real? in the dark and and fading wake when all thats seen is scared and stark. you're screaming fast, no scream could last and all the shade is glazed in fast contrast from black to black. the secret night you never speak. the presence bleak, and from oblique in evil pressed the damned unto your chest. sinking screaming, so good to rest alas! you wish, but not so blessed, no sound, unholy breath and black surround in life and death as livid limbs confound to live and break for light and breath. another night, another life. to sleep, its make or break or death.
i feel for constant pulse, to see if im still here. i've seen behind my rosey-eyes, and through your smokey mirror. and though we know what passed is past, with history comes fear. the story goes, from we to woe all starry eyed and sheared.ships may pass in darkest night, but never disappear.
this instance blacked in ignorant bliss when on the darkened water nothing innocent came with that kiss in moments in the standstill spoken words were on the tips and wrapped within our lips, skipped the world with fingers curled, pressed into your skin. i dont know just what you are, but crave your taste again.
we only play with fire. intrigued anonymous, infatuation at its finest behind those vegas eyes and sinners mile. blinded by the cheshire smile in the city lights and every souls desire. arm in arm along the way but only in denial, black and blue the words from who, but only for a while. i am i and you are you, but who are we to know the truth if only mortal in the sun, but true forever still to some. anonymous in love.