Consistency…

Thy heart isn’t worth the time for luv makes no sense. The losing of the way of emotions clarified the mends. Carry on as your vibe lingers far from the presence of a man disconnected from a weakness that aches. Save yourself from the bitter ends of a kisses taste. The chest isn’t empty, the contents just refuse to resurface without a reason to engage in depths falling outta control. Feeling only what thought has been set aside for isn’t in the makings if sanity isn’t considered as the strong hold. Think and thou shall receive what’s been reserved for another that comprehends the basics out in the open. Gaining a sacred invitation to the accordance of passions in spirts formed into real luv’ns. Compatibility is an attraction spoken into words heard for more than a lil while. Tapping into the facial gestures tugged at in an upward direction creating a smile. These eyes are blind until equivalence stands firm in a stare willing to escape. It’s in the way of two minds collaborating for a better chance to last, not to just exist. As what’s been hidden for so long reaches the tenderness of hushed lips. Naturally flowing in a moment of life happening somewhere in the anywhere of what’s known as in the here and now. For once being able to laugh out loud. To keep memories made safe so the collapse of another friendship doesn’t shut down the good waiting to live. Ahh, the twist. To free self from the cage that protects vital details from chameleons playing the part. Giving use to a real kickstart that’s a more sensible desire that doesn’t fall apart…