Double cone, double dipped. Double sized portion of life.
Upsized. Not compromised.
Full up. Fed up. Effed up to the extreme degree
Adrenalin rush. Endorphins flow.
Floating out in neither space with my arse not yet committed to that trusted life line
That free fall rappel, one thousand feet above the treetops, where the big birds glide
Free flight or Free fall? I guess it's all in the altitude of the attitude,
One's own perspective.
What goes up, must come down either which way.
Double fries, super sized. Route 44!
Sonic Blast, near kicked my asterisks – Hell Yeah!
Free spirit. Free flowing.
Let out of the box of my head.
Being revived, not quite brain dead.
Got to get that stimulus package out of the mailbox &
Toss that baby in the debit machine
So I can just spend it & be without again - That's life!
Got to burst into the real world scene
Sick of the mind journey, strictly speaking
Need to see a real person's smile
And not just those stupid yahoo animations anymore
The faces everyone else adorns *blushes*
I know it's a sweet smile, but no touch through that line.
Feel the warmth. See the sparkle of those eyes.
Feel the real tears on my fingertip and taste the moisture on my lips.
Exchange that real human comfort.
Laughing for real, something LOL cannot instill;
The sound of that baritone smile...