• davidrodriguez 6w


    If we can, we will
    Yielding to love
    I know the drug
    Of dancing like it's all from above
    Call it life, call it vivid
    Call it a vacation from the pace of livid
    Never call it a desire for a ribbon
    Need a hug? I can give it, gave it, growing
    in the soil that was watered with my emotion
    Just maybe
    Our soul is an ocean
    Smoothing out the tongue god gave me, saying
    Life is movement and repose
    Rooted in the lows
    Debating wether or not I should prove the things I know
    Or stare them up until they cut themselves on a Love unveiled
    In ashes and dust I cry, I must
    learn to let go, of all that I know