Eyes Vol.8: The Kiss of the Butterfly
The Kiss of the Butterfly
Accelerated Excitement
Dressed in depression
An over elaborated imagination
With a mirror like reflection
Dream of a kiss
Waking up with a fist
My hopes cracked the chrysalis
In detention
Without my attention
Rise in the shadow of the sun
Take back your reflection
These Dreams have seems
The memories of a few faces fall in between
No Treasures
prices
Favors
No appreciation
Admission
No Tokens
Approval
Misspoken
I didn't need it anyway
Batteries without a charge
They overlook the energy
That infinitively burns in my heart
Backfire
Restart
The taste of a spiraling fear
Art
Share
Excitement
without purchase
Passion
Without compromise
Love
Without condition
Favors
Without reward
Sentiment
For what means the most
Binding together
Like threads of smoke
Open your eyes
As if you were an infant
Holding so closely,
Whats off in the distance
Never Forfit
Flesh touching torture. A dull knife stab in the back. Flavor for the taste of misfortune. Throw it away to get nothing back. Miscellaneous mysterious bullshit running in uniform in line yet off track. I dont expect a single thing. I wont expect to receive what i give unconditionally. I paint with so many colors. yet all that is seen is black
© 2013 Skyler DeCristoforo