• ClevaCrisp commented on the post, confined 4 years, 6 months ago

    The walls hug me tight and begin to squeeze my ribs so well. The fit is perfect like the size of a popular highness who wear a size double zero.

  • ClevaCrisp commented on the post, thirst 4 years, 6 months ago

    The lust I have for you and all that you give me. I wander in the desert without the love that quenched my soul. The dryness of my throat when you don’t compliment me enough and I gasp to swallow. I gasp for air. The thirst of love endeavors to be more than despair. Giving the idea that we need to have love and booze over water both intoxicating…[Read more]

  • ClevaCrisp commented on the post, souvenir 4 years, 7 months ago

    The heart is a souvenir that is made of fragile crystal and silver trimming. It amazed me how many people pick it up carelessly and damage it without considering purchasing it. I have lost all sales value that I start to begin with. As I was a souvenir on many guys’ list. So, apparently the store I’m shelved on should shut the doors. Souvenir.

  • ClevaCrisp commented on the post, souvenir 4 years, 7 months ago

    The heart is a souvenir that is made of fragile crystal and silver trimming. It amazed me how many people pick it up carelessly and damage it without considering purchasing it. I have lost all sales value that I start to begin with. As I was a souvenir on many guys’ list.

  • ClevaCrisp commented on the post, denim 4 years, 7 months ago

    Denim jeans is a fade of love that bled hard cold in the 90’s. We thought we were cool to wear it all the time, but leather took over every fall and we just didn’t know what to do with ourselves. We pretended that we knew so we all played along and played our favorite light rock songs. Hoping to taste the last of summer in the 90’s as we knew it. Denim.

  • ClevaCrisp commented on the post, grove 4 years, 7 months ago

    Grove was where a kid could count his rocks secretly, and play in the wades of rain water. I love the grove of love in your heart and the fear you once felt as a virgin.