4/10/2014

 

baby come on

 

Pick me up like a car driving dark in the night and just perhaps you turn off the lights like a runner just running down the snow paths and moonlight and everything is just quiet and dark and just moving forward with diligence. Our car is like a vessel holding us and our life, moving, our skin holding us and moving. Formulating.

“I like the way you talk”

I kinda like the way you look