phases, the realities

The warmth heat encompasses my soul as the salty and sweet marriage of grease, starch and malty dairy collide with my teeth and my brain excites with desire… those fries, that shake… fuck yes!

How hard is it? To be noticed, but in what context?

We once upon a time lived a dream of pitter patters and tingles. The presence of you conned the heaviness of life, only leaving the vulnerable and innocence of hardened emotions. Your name gave me shivers of glee and the bashfulness of the unknown hooked me into being a druggie of you. But as future seconds hunt the moment of existence, this dream drug of you and we transform into the realm of phases, the realities.

…phases, the realities…

Joy Jane June

29th short 05.02.2019 phases, the realities



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