Quiet Screaming Echoes

mmm when do you think I am on EP...

I love how time seems to slip away almost without notice at night. How darkness wraps itself around me and becomes a creature, living and breathing into me the words of solitude and the waves, the waves of silenced laughter. Quiet screams of either joy or terror. Echoes of voices, echoes of lives lived, time spent, in tears and smiles. Lust and love and fragile trust hanging before me, waking in me the beauty of solely sensing my own body and my thoughts. My pleasure isolated to itself, to its core.
emanon89 emanon89
18-21, F
1 Response Aug 12, 2010

Interesting imagery Em. Very creative.