It’s hard to think of you in this light because when I lie down and close my eyes at night I’m vulnerable to senses that leave me senseless and maybe since this life is sin-kissed I should care less about the questions that plague my consciousness. In this syntax of mental contact pernicious acts bring us back to the fact that love is twisted so we reject it and then expect it to be electric and travel forth with righteous content and spiritual conflict when we raise stakes and then we forfeit. But then your soul sends vibes that transcend Truth and deepen my understanding of this love thing. I surrender to heightened pleasure and weekend ventures That take forever and make love better while we bet her That we’ll outlast her by making her slower We’ll grow her to no measure and just let her make us over. | 
