How we see ourselves is never the full picture.
For we are determined by the interactions
between that of ourselves and our peers.
Either it being a word, a whisper,a kiss, a taste.
Soothing lips upon thy liars crown
makes all men weak for their image
of interaction is destroyed by the
ones whose lips we seek.
Haunting flashes of an interaction,
this social interaction. May it be just
a touch. For all humans crave that
most sensual of feelings. To be caressed
and nurtured. As if to be secular of all the crimes
that may sprout from these most interactive of interactions.
With the thrust of the pelvis, a quiver of limbs. A
transaction of thoughts and experiences flows throughout
the human experience. This most interactive
of interactions.
Nice Work!
I really enjoyed your take on this :) SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you.
I try to leave my pieces as open as I possibly can; in order for people to infer and interpret their own experience. So thank you.