As she dies of pleasure in your arms. All the promises you've made brush against her ears. Let me enter your mind. Sit with me by the fire. Let the words float like bubbles from your mouth. Pain is only another name for pleasure. You get so excited when you think of some harmless lunatic that is madly in love with you. He said I love you under the ivory water fall. You get so high from his voice. It is night time and the moon light is as bright as day. Lies drip from your lips. Truly you launch your lies like rockets. With out reason. You tell me your dreams every morning. This is figments of your imagination. You are the meaning of it all. It's the promise of pleasure that keeps you here. When its gone so are you.
You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 27849 ( Click here )
Spring is coming | 
