star-dusted souls

365 Days of Creativity

day eighty nine

star-dusted souls

chipped nails

cutting rails

prepping heaven

up til seven

snort it back

we'll die together

re-emerge

as flaming feather

Baby's dancing

lights are flashing

no one sees

her brain is crashing

bodies roll

on waves of absinthe

pure as sin

our bodies chanting

"Take us past the fourth dimension"

you and me

our veins are thrashing

trying to reject the trash in-

-side our minds

we trade our cash

for three more lines

we split the last

it's party time

the cameras flash

sunglasses hide

our pupils wide

take my hand until we fly

Baby's lips are cracked and dry

gyrating hips

rotating time

star-dusted souls

debating why?

innocence

through smoke and pyre

pass the torch

breathe in, get higher

music is

our saviour's choir

we love to live

and live on fire

it's ecstasy

that we desire

and ecstasy

that we acquire

the only things I'll ever need

are you and me

and ecstasy