StairwellI miss kissing in a stairwell, shoved against painted cement, hands fighting for fabric, encasing each delectable part of your body. I miss wet lips, quick lips, fighting the urge to go further but to cover as much ground as possible, tripping over breaths and a little too much tongue. Holding me back are my teeth and my urge to moan, knowing with too much excitement head meets wall and gravity shifts, telling me your arms are the place to be rather than grounded on earth, in a stairwell, a hundred feet from my door.Stairwell by ~bunkingum
WordsThere is an unequivocal silence standing between usWords by ~bunkingum
Presenting itself as a hazy mist
It acts more like a good nights sleep
To an insomniac: ever reaching but unattainable
Words forgotten, strewn in the middle of the street
Find their way to city sewers
Laying next to the city's finest rats
And other mythological creatures
(You were always a sucker for alligators)
I want to unbutton your love
I want to feel whole again
I dont know how
So I slip
Down
Beneath the belly of the beast
Mission impossible
Mission not completely unintentional
Climbing down long ladders
My arms ache
For your touch
Finding words I never meant
(Or di
Emotional 
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 
Sta.sh
