Paint My Tongue In Purple
Paint my tongue in purple. Neon streaks cascade down your bones. My voodoo tattoo traces your open flesh, penetrating your form, staking its claim. La violeta, a bruise sucked dry in carnal greed. A masochist, draining every tendon of its vehemence. These games leave me exhilarated, ambiguous shadows rolled into dusk. Paint my tongue in purple. Leave no ancient hues behind.
Image credit: Drew Graham
Beautiful Purple Paint Dear
You've got talent. Not sure yet, if you've figured out quite what you want to say to the world, but when you do, I'll definitely be listening.
Your posts are delightful little curiosities of the mind.
Keep going and you'll go far.
Have a doodly-doo
Thank you! At one point yes I had a message to society. At the moment I've found much of my perception turned on it's head. I'm trying to be more present in the moment and as of late have been painting those moments as I see them.