Love escapists

Holding hands
We walk through the mist,
Like spirits,
We are love escapists.

Queens and Kings,
Vampires in decadence,
Magic rabbits, hats and airplanes,
Butterflies flapping hurricanes.

Our world is not for the sane,
We change our bodies and mix our genders,
I offer you flowers and drive you home,
You ruin my clothes with lipstick stains and sing me songs.

I am your woman,
You are my man,
In love and war all seems to be fair,
But nothing is really plain.

We are lost in reverie,
Dragged into trance,
The alchemical dance
Moves our hips in sacred frenzy.

Holding hands,
We walk through the mist,
Like spirits,
We are love escapists

I hear your voice in my head,
Echoing the silence like a prayer.
My name bleeding from your lips,
You whisper softly in my dreams.

We are born to be one,
In shade, in light,
In black and white,
In all colors of crayon.

The weirdest couple
To walk on Earth.
In mystery we are alive,
In love we survive.

Holding hands,
We walk through the mist,
Like spirits,
We are love escapists.

By MissKhaosland