Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
I want to bury my face in that curve between your neck and shoulder. I want to inhale your hair and your flesh and your touch until I am high off of you. I want to sift my fingers through yours like an addict grabs her cigarettes. I want to explore your mind, a new world, waiting for me. I want to forget the rusted screw digging into my breast and the words that make the wind sound dead. I want to forget it all and escape to euphoria with you. I want to count sheep that are dressed as coyotes and are secretly plotting to eat me. I want to laugh at nothing in particular instead of crying at everything in particular. I want you to carry me away, my new found drug, my addiction.