Words becoming watercolors invigorating, surprisingly water based emotions blending slowly intricately intertwining strokes joy jumping canvas to canvas arts imitating life making magnificent watercolored me --let's paint!-- me watercolored magnificent making life imitating art canvas to canvas jumping joy strokes intertwining intricately slowly blending emotions based water surprisingly, invigorating watercolors becoming words

... in morning sunrise lies linger upon his lips explaining absence revealing drunken mind state performing pre-written scenes the stage was now set words creating impromptus forgetting the script roles being jumbled juggling theories like clown his sins being found amongst the little white lies twisted carnival reside ... ... ... ... ... I hate circus acts.

Now what if I told you told i need you told I loved you baby would you stay if I say that I care too And no one can compare to the love that we share ooo will that make you stay? I can't promise the world but I can promise that I'll always be your girl and oh I can't promise you forever but I can damn sure promise no love out there is better ooooohhhh and if I sung this song at the top my lungs just to confess your the best baby will you stay? because even if I tried to push your loving aside...

blood stained brillo pads harnessing lingering flesh scoured limbs bled dry ...

Smoke.. ...signals sirens... to come wailing in agony ...murderer... frantically alerting police maybe for me... ...most likely for he as chimneys huff & puff up emotional ashes because fires were overly flared ...sparked... by minuscule side projects that got just too hot too close... to cinders comfort zone this was our HOME! this relationship slowly burned as flames tap danced along battered hearts insides turned to that color.... ...black... color of the sky when you would creep back home...

Face to face we stood strong ...freezing... standing along frozen paths paved by frozen emotions with frostbitten hearts casually chilling within cold climates ...claiming... caring would be a bit too much heat and friction forming between us no sense in using valuable body heat... hidden messages remain never heard words being unable to escape lips left stuck together so no longer shall we speak... shivering souls sighing seeing end in sight polar opposites becoming polar ice caps trapped be...