Listen to my heart pound in a room full of chattering boxes, it's ruckus and the complete cause of my bothered ears
taste the difference of lips, chapped, Luscious , sweet and bitter, small and big, so that sometimes gentle even hardcore memories generate in the back of your throat.. just DON'T bring back THOSE memories, chaos... Inevitably trapped in my bothered mind
Feel the grunge of wrestling moths in your abdomen, and in a small corner of your room where floating spirits fly, notice two softly lit eyes.. your innocence....but do not go near them admire it from afar do not reach for them..your body should be tainted if u do.
Smell the crushing aroma of vanilla and chocolate and know that u will forever be... 1 soul..doomed to survive the waves of love...just never forget the many emotions that nearly drowned you, and never forget to thank the one that helped you..cause if it had not been for it..I don't think YOU would have found you
See everything, never jump blind sighted. That's a long way down..just remember patience is a virtue reciprocated..just never let it go unappreciated..
Always listen first,see first, feel first, taste first, smell first