“we met one strange summer in a regular tangle of sticky webs you had the air of angels sweet but I-- drowned with the damned spirits in lava oceans fearing your-- foreign static frequency and grey-green eyes (I swear they are even if you-- think otherwise): storms calm ones, calmer than my-- raging coals, empty and dead you speak of souls like you believe always an optimist in pessimistic skin of ivory and titanium mesh...” LoveFaithSilenceBeautySeaRegretSorrowDepressionCalmRageEyesDeadOptimistAngelsDemonsHollowDrowningNihilismPessimistSoulsPoetry LoveSummertimeLove LetterOne SidedStar Crossed LoversOceansBeat GenerationSummer LoveBeat Poetry Author:Moonshine Noire
“Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead Nay, I swim with sea-demons no sweet summer tuned radio over my sunless desertscape how does it burn without the sun?” LovePainPoetrySunSadDepressionSurvivalEmptyRadioDesertEndurancePessimismDystopianWeirdHollowNihilismEndingsBeat Generation Author:Moonshine Noire
“you're the fly on the wall hearing all, seeing all ears of a wall hearing all the secrets perhaps you're the vines creeping over the old abandoned mansion walls dusty, soulless and dead bringing a certain curious life to rubble and I think you're the jewel-eyed gecko sneaking around the warm summer walls between jasmine and olive branches sticky pad toes, clinging to the walls peeking in at lonely summer spicy love-making through silk curtains from the bright orient breathing in incense and tasting decadence climbing the sharply barbed walls the smooth cemented white-washed walls because walls breathe too” LoveLifePoetrySummerColourOrientalGecko Author:Moonshine Noire