Deep Down

 

Air beneath those wings, flux in then out the exhales we kiss timestamped on the coast line.

Changing into nighttime eyes we fall on the shores as the exhale of smoke from every pore blue, and black dissipates formerly the ghosts we were dancing on the water.

Flaunt-less against the wind our exhales, exhales before picking up the pieces of who they are, as who were are is miles now pebbled bodies intoxicated with life just smiling the night away.

Formless the former twist on the horizon being clouds of people who took life for granted grasps for waves as they daydream of the wasting of days. Bread broken from memories dipped in sun-dried crumbs, tears, and liquid courage. Endless nights of haunted dreams spreads it's wings, as we never fell over the abyss staring back just letting off steam. The expanse now all together floats on down the stream.

Neon lips lather love like NyQuil.

The fountains where we dream.

Snipers of the memory.