You are like a fallacious cat! With suspense, you lurk around, but I am unable to determine your enveloped complexity.
With suspense, you lurk around, but I am unable to determine your enveloped complexity.
We mumble and are granted with a possessed pause!
Our eyes have met each other and the sentencing of conviction is held captive.
Through our burning and BREAKING – we’ve established the power which creates a flammable wind.
The smile of our temptation is understood by the science of our physicality.
Your water brooks have kept the springs which give life to the destitute land.
But, I like Moses will strike my rod upon you and with ease, I shall enter this promised land.
A land which speaks of true fantasy.
True and delicate pieces of passion fruits which cover.
We’ve spoken of timing and this concept of waiting, as it truly prolongs the need to implant this seed.
The bursting of SUGAR describes the garden of energy and the galaxy from which it comes from.
Open the door, that leads to the corners of the alley.
You’ll then see a cat and when she lurks around your composition – you’ll find a nervous sensation!
Be careful to charm the legs of suspense because they look too warm you through their lingering.
Every when night you go to sleep – they appear in dreams reminding you of the boy you once were.
Being very earnest to play with every living creature that came your way.
The intimacy that comforts you in the pillows and sheets gives you the indication of excited passions.
When she settles down in your desires, you become governed by the will to replay it again.
Looking down to write down more of this story – the archive of already established stories hovers your mind.
You are reminded of the effect this magic exhales upon you. Time and focus again; you find yourself, continually a part of the consequence of transmission.
She’s the one behind the magic who merely comes as the mirage of fantasy.
Everyone knows how she tastes – the fascinating lullaby that makes all children close their eyes in the midnight hours.
The composure of replay gives back the lost reason, a home that is to be remembered.
I’ve experienced this quite recent, being haunted by the familiar cat. I’ve taken a break onto social indulgence because of the heaviness of what is going on. I’ve been reminded by the focus of her obsession that there is a story that covers the mind! It’s been like a replay, but my home is no longer there, I desire to fall into the grace of a magical place!
Some of you may know who she is? I surely do! This particular face she has; always makes me give into rebellion! You see, she had just got denied by Edward! “Edward come back! Stop Edward, You can’t-do that!”
Then she looks in lust from the distance! Similar to the anticipation she had; when she heard the rebuke from the religious leader in the neighborhood when she said
“It has been sent down to tempt you, but it’s not too late! You must push him from you; expel him! Trample down the perversion of nature. “
To which she replied; “Did you hear that? He’s a perversion of nature, well isn’t that exciting?”
That is one of my favorite lines in a movie. You can count on the religious traditional law; to judge before knowing a person! True love from within comes from understanding and accepting a person as they are. If only a robot (Edward) could have a heart and not be programmed!
This picture makes me smile and indulges in the nature of what is considered the perverse. I am willing to become a scandal for the nature of unconditional love.