Posts Tagged With: feelings

Escalate


We’re loud until we’re quiet.
Keeping it together until we can not.
Hide all your feelings fast.
Your heart’s a mess, coming apart at the seams.

Shattered dreams & broke down heart beats.
We couldn’t help ourselves.
There’s no one word to describe all this dead-end disappointment.
Laugh until you cry & die a little, I did.
It hurts for both of us, but let me let you go.

In the morning you will leave me, like a faded memory.
And I will wash away with the night ahead. Intoxicated by the voices filling our heads, this is where our story ends.

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Beckoned


I understood my place & purpose within her stillness.

I understood my place & purpose within her stillness.

She said, “I just want to keep you, a little longer.”
She took my hand & I could not refuse her.
All I knew was that I was wanted, no needed in a new light.
With an urgency & an honesty I had never been shown before, I felt destined to stay.
Suddenly all my losses didn’t stand a chance at all.
Empathy emptied me into her until a calm had filled her soul.
Our touch could not end.

In that very moment I had become the cure & the cause for her way with words.
I knew exactly what she meant, and she knew exactly where I stood, with her by my side.
I understood my place & purpose within her stillness.
We became all that we could be, while we could be.

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Transference


Set this love on high.

Set this love on high.

My obsession was speeding up heartbeats.
Hers was setting words on fire.
We traded stories through kisses.
We attacked with every breath as though silence would be the death of us.

Her eyes said, “Don’t listen to a single word I’ve said. Feel me out instead.”
You’re feeling what I’m feeling too.
What’s behind those eyes is crystal clear.
My touch told her that I was hers.
The same thing that burns me up, makes your heart race.

Actions over words, especially when we’re without clothes.
Got lost in the heat of it all.
Everything feels like flames beating down against cold dreams.
Ignite possibilities & leave nothing the same.
Set this love on high.

You had me at once upon a time.
I know what your words all mean.
Spread your warmth with every touch of your heart.
I will do what it takes to make you feel pure.
Heart flow freely through & through.

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A Rush Of Blood To The Head


A rush of blood to the head.

A rush of blood to the head…

*NOTE: When you have a “rush of blood to the head”, you suddenly feel a surge of excitement or anger, and do or say something without thinking. It’s behind every act we do honestly out of spontaneity.*

We can be as close as you want.
I’ve got nothing but time to give, so where do we begin?
Stop the countdown, take some time to feel.
This embrace isn’t charity, its clarity.

Who knows what’s right as the times keep pushing on.
Where do we go from here?
Rise as the pressure builds, look to the center of your world.
Through the crowded city streets, past the fears beating against your heart.

When everything is falling, we do what we do.
We can be as close as you want.

We are directed by pathos, so keep on looking.
Every emotion lives in our eyes.
From a flash of anger, to a glimpse of happiness, it’s all here.
You can tell me, show me, but don’t break our gaze.

Caught up in the moment, it’s been a long time coming.
We can be as close as you want.

So here we find ourselves drenched in every reason we’ll ever need.
Breaking through the skin deep, let me fill you with something you can feel.
Anybody without a soul wouldn’t understand how far we’d go.
Our bodies enjoy this thrill ride, there’s no need to hold back.
We can be as close as you want.

More feeling than thinking in this world we’re living in.
A rush of blood to the head.
What you feel is not an illusion.
Every pulse gives you strength to press on.
Believe in tomorrow as though it will come, but live for today as though it’ll never wash away.

When the world is at your feet, open your eyes & hold on.
We can be as close as you want.

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Aimless (Pt. 2)


It's hard to fight when we're in this position.

It’s hard to fight when we’re in this position.

Aimless with desire.
Love, hate, where’s the line that separates?

Where do I even begin?
When I listen to you breathing.
You don’t have to say a word.
I am not playing games with you.
You will be mine tonight.

You try to act like you don’t want it too.
Every kiss is a trojan horse.
You had me in your sights for reasons you no longer know.
It’s hard to fight when we’re in this position.
You are not alone, I feel it too.
Mixing pleasure with pain.

You’re aimless with desire.
There is no end to the way that you feel.

We’re in too deep.
Focus shifts from our lips to our fingertips.
Every emotion’s passing through.
This is how we fight for love.
I know how to touch your body.
You know how I feel deep down inside.

We’re aimless with desire.
Exploring this spectrum we feel.

It feels so good when it comes naturally.
Rhythm is the trigger, give it a shot.
Say what you want, won’t hold it against you.
You’re a prisoner only to your will.

Aimless with desire.
Love doesn’t end, it’s only beginning.

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