some_kind_of_daydream fyn gula and on the horizon, after the fog burns off the happy sun announcing all the possibilities of the day. unwrapped. unfolding all around you. i'm already in some kind of daydream. seeds planted. some breaking the ground. trees pushing forth leaves, one after the other. branches reaching out to hug me and you. right in your own backyard. 010526 ... madness sat on the floor this morning mind drifted away imagined your lips upon mine and let a smile escape 010815 ... luck is green blue::flavor 010815 ... continuous light even in fantasy i am not safe. i continue to give myself away to tragic eyes and a warm embrace. i take them to lay in the shadows of the clouds that roll lazily over unscarred meadows. i take them to lay near rivers that whisper longing in my ears. i lay with them and time is nonexistent. the world slows in its rotation, tasks of importance are left to waiting. i wrap them in silk flesh and satin kisses, unabashed by my own moonlit pallor. i come to boys who've mistaken me for innocent, and i strip their misconceptions from them with the ease of a harlot. i slip from their beds while they sleep and return to my own restless daydream. never satisfied. never a second thought. i am the whore of my own solitary heart. 011227 ... pralines&cream When i felt your hand on my shoulder, and your soft warm breathe on my neck, and that gentle kiss on my cheek, when i saw your face and touched your soft hair. Your face was beautiful enough to make me cry, because i knew it was just some kind of daydream. Some kind of exquisite, heartbreaking daydream. 020119 ... egger . 031223 what's it to you? who go blather from