A flick of the tongue and a feeling. Combined with a gust of air. A string of linear conscious thought and an inquisitive stare. A thought now gave flesh by word. though its new definition pales when compared.
Bite me scratch me bruise me. leave your mark. Make me remember everything, every move we made.
the voice is an actor, and the eyes... they can hide. but the heart is honest. we can feel it inside. it feels for all things, all things that we do. all things that we feel can only be true. true cause you felt it, nobody but you. ashamed or embarrassed. its all kept inside.Just to ourselves, to ourselves we cant lie. no matter how hard. and oh how hard we can try. we only know truth in its feeling . no need for words. no room for lies. ...Just love. If you know what that means youll have tears in your eyes. and it beats and it beats and it beats till it dies.
Ariel At The Sushi Bar by TmoeGee
I paint with my pencil graphite on paper heart on display an image, a word evoke emotion but will never mean what it did to me when it occurred. Just a reminder a place holder in time a memory as art.