not impassive

Unfiltered sound to fill the space. An appearing face. Time moves to make the case. With you, with love. With my gift from above. It is not assurance that we lack. Although my path of intuitive has been hacked.

want you

Me and you, prescriptive. And this thing called love Permeable US, descriptive. Firm and above lust, and not predictive. Permanent trust incentive. I want to be yours and then live. With everybody in our business i need closure and not cloture. I need mutual admiration not discreet adulation. Vindication from the asylum of my persuasion. Process of elimination... And Im waitin'

consummation destination

Steady... A plot. Ready Or not. A purgatorial plan for no mans land. This, where I stand Of no bland, til the touch of my hand, a brand Hence the turbulence. There where love salubriously wins. Even to tear a story of territory.To illuminate Or animate what is ruminate. The torn doesn't seperate the foreign. And still carnal, theres a taste that cant be erased.