Xanadu
 

First shot. Gulp. Second shot. Gulp. Third shot. Gulp. I know that in this moment you’re nothing but a sweet chaser. A cute face...

You are a pair of new white sneakers, but there is a mound of mud covering the grass. And as you begin to tiptoe in it you absorb the...

A tall and white cylindrical container. It contains the lost skin of a pencil. That lost skin belongs to you, my childhood friend. Your...

You are the yellow paint that I need. The vibrant shade exhibits a feeling of comfort. While the brush strokes illustrate a picture that...

You are my emergency brake. Always there when I don't know when to stop. I know I'm a bad driver turning right when I should go left,...

You leave a bad taste in my mouth. The oomph of your spice dances on my tongue. Leaving behind a scorching trail of your treachery. Yet I...

I really didn't mean to but the responsibility was mine. People are so prepared to point a meaningless finger. Those stupid sneakers you...

Curved wood with a hollow inside. Casting your spell through a strumming guitar. I was a fool to listen. Following the melodic...

I am on the plane home worse for the wear physically and something I can’t decide for the wear mentally and I put my head to the warm...

You should be that tattoo that gets flowered. The one that buds from a black lining to a bright, red. Become the dove that grows from a...