Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Strung out on hysterics, kissing midnight
In this moonlight dancing on the red curtain, your skin, almost seems flushed with rouge
As I play your body like a violin, pluck your strings
Creating symphonies, rising above the clouds
Nice!
“Strung out on hysterics, kissing midnight In this moonlight…” is fucking *everything*!!!!!!!!
I have been a fan forever! Your raw, honest approach to words makes me so happy…I am not alone! It is heartening to know people still love realness in their work. Thank you!
I need you to just write a book so I can buy it. That is where I am at with it at this point 😂😂 So far, I have absolutely LOVED every single thing. I need these in a book 😂😂