Vitamin Seizures

“気持ちいいぃぃぃ…” she moans, slow like syrup, as his lips slip from her neck down to the hollow of her throat. Her sounds direct his way…from underneath her chin onto her own mouth.

Tongues dance while fingers touch and clothes slide off like watercolours in rain. Cold skin takes time but eventually warms as he tastes the entire length of her nakedness, paying careful attention to lick the heat from her insides out.

They eventually burn…

…Outside in and under a sky that’s gone oyster grey. Standing in the middle between thick cobblestone walls crackling while it wets. Wondering where the memory suddenly came from – and why; and then neverminds it all, no redemption to be found in memories.

“Nothing more to do, nothing more to say. Speechless is the time here and it never goes away.”

Posted by Invisibleye in: Experiences   Comments Off   17 February, 2010  

7-11’s at 3 a.m.

She returned quickly and with double the rage, a slap in the face for ever having doubting her.

Tokyo black in Tokyo cold…and I’m Tokyo trashed now, feeling Tokyo old.

“One more time,” she said. “Let me use you.”

“Would that I could, remove you for an evening… Would that I cannot… despair.”

Zero words, 385 minutes.

And I never forget, it is my curse – a haunting, which I am the ghost of. I don’t know why…I’m too full of just becauses.

Posted by Invisibleye in: Experiences   Comments Off   9 February, 2010   Tags: Tokyo

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