Quicksand fluid motion of salt flowing through this river of lies a touch of a hand from you, my love, sinks beneathe this quicksand of time we ask ourselves these questions do opposites really attract? or do we find these ignorant excuses for those we would like to attack? for you and i are hardly different, m'dear you could say we're one in the same we all live in this heaven of hell it's no demon you'd like to tame I haven't written in years, and this was quite random. I was hoping for a critique to help me get into the right direction. It was really nice to write again, but I'm unsure of how a reader will take it. So, suggestions and comments, please? Thank you!
There is alot you are saying, if i get the vibe right it is optimistic with eyes set on equality; each moment is precious and complete.
