Another month gone, a new month in its place! This was a lighter month of new content for me, since my schedule is becoming more demanding with work and studying. I was in the mood to watch things I’ve already seen a dozen times before that I didn’t need to pay full attention to– Disney…
Tag: romance
Do You Know What it Means? | World of Dreams
I dream of me almost sleeping, by your side while you speak, you call to the beautiful girls all around you, rubbing my legs, my feet– speaking in a voice that was not your own, while I look out into the distance of a vast world ~Sammicakes
the way you see me in your dreams you must love me
you’re more than a friend oh, it happened again and it’ll keep happening oh, baby you’re more than a friend the nights I don’t take to not think of you you creep into the later morning and then I dream of us two you want to tell me things that make me happy but it’s…
love in lines
You are the only essence that composes my heart. The heart is a vessel of potential: it has enough space within it to love or to hate in equal quantities. ~Sammicakes
fulfilled nothingness
If I were to be trapped for eternity in a room full of nothing and I could pick one thing, anything, to be with me that nothingness… I would pick you. ~Sammicakes
lavender and blackberry sleep | poem
slip into consciousness at the touch of cotton soft skin and contrasting fingertips. eye the waving sultry curls of blond against brown locks, after closing the satin blinds, drawing in closer the four walls, existence beyond glistening and diminishing into small nothingness. the nothingness slips away, slips away, slips away… understand the importance of this…
language of love | poem/ song
language of love // language of lies
queen in a clock at 6
Never mind your potential. Never mind your sacrifices and courage. Never mind your hours of work and diligence and persistence. Never mind the time it took and the tears it took and the friendships it took and life it took. Mind it no more. It’s time for you to look beautiful and gaze upon the…
Two Feet In | Poem/Song
Nothing makes me feel this way to bend to ones control. I don’t like what happens to my brain but the feeling is far from miserable. There’s a power, there’s a charm in every little pattern in every little syllable everything that shouldn’t matter. – Two feet in. No doubs, no doubts, no doubts. Two…
The Town: Part 4
To her feet ran millions of gold threads from her tiny head, flush against pallid, chalky skin. Like anyone in the town, she had two eyes: one eye a solid green; the other a dense brown. It was the charm and utter magnitude of her naked feelings that made her such an extraordinary spectacle; the…
Sammicakes 