by nicances caldarro July 03, 2009
A really outlandish love,
Stricken to strive sourchful style in life.
Separation is a serpents pleasure with I.
Reminding me of field where I dreamed you and I, we walked on the sky.
Together the water was the source of engery we aurora’d Alive, castles with drawl bridges not far further distanced lied.
The spectrum of color cut sharpess glares through my eyes.
I sit next to you on a crate, as your eyes alline pathways into mine,
Inside you I see me, my true ego and awareness as human at least I can’t decide.
Weather were ever really seperated just congruent to the frequency of each others minds.
I need it I want more it intrigues me everytime.
Every second til the gas light leaves me reminded I’m congitive disaster clementine.
Cemented to my feet I sink deeper in your soul, radiate your chi through chakras all in glance.
This picture perfect spectrum, flashes as you blink the hint.
Back to earth from yonder, your vessel starts to twitch.
Looking in my eyes love I see the discontinent.
Say my name and look around, your soul and heart is his.
Little does playground stomp with you and me.
I’m really quite withdrawing from the emotions I have hid.
I can’t say it unless we’re alone but it can’t be makebelieve.
Can’t you reach out for me and show me I’m not just feeling nothing from your seat.
Stricken to strive sourchful style in life.
Separation is a serpents pleasure with I.
Reminding me of field where I dreamed you and I, we walked on the sky.
Together the water was the source of engery we aurora’d Alive, castles with drawl bridges not far further distanced lied.
The spectrum of color cut sharpess glares through my eyes.
I sit next to you on a crate, as your eyes alline pathways into mine,
Inside you I see me, my true ego and awareness as human at least I can’t decide.
Weather were ever really seperated just congruent to the frequency of each others minds.
I need it I want more it intrigues me everytime.
Every second til the gas light leaves me reminded I’m congitive disaster clementine.
Cemented to my feet I sink deeper in your soul, radiate your chi through chakras all in glance.
This picture perfect spectrum, flashes as you blink the hint.
Back to earth from yonder, your vessel starts to twitch.
Looking in my eyes love I see the discontinent.
Say my name and look around, your soul and heart is his.
Little does playground stomp with you and me.
I’m really quite withdrawing from the emotions I have hid.
I can’t say it unless we’re alone but it can’t be makebelieve.
Can’t you reach out for me and show me I’m not just feeling nothing from your seat.
A R O L
by Titus dyfilid February 17, 2019
I was was listeing to my Miles Davis vinyl, when I though "i could use a "nickelbag o funk", bitch!"
by da funk monk January 11, 2011
by Kirill Morozov July 11, 2003
A more exact way to rate girls. Everyone knows the "out of 10" saying. however the "Out of a Thousand" or "out of a thou" can give girls a better number system. The girls have no idea what you are saying if you use the intials O.O.A.T
pronounced, Double O-A-T. Thousand is the top score and zero is the worst. However, anything under a 700, you should more or less think of another date.
pronounced, Double O-A-T. Thousand is the top score and zero is the worst. However, anything under a 700, you should more or less think of another date.
"Out of a Thou man!"
"I dunno, 768."
"Ok man, Double O-A-T?"
"950!"
"Hey what's happening shawty?"
(To your friend)
"Outta a Thou?"
"dude... 500. Let's go."
"I dunno, 768."
"Ok man, Double O-A-T?"
"950!"
"Hey what's happening shawty?"
(To your friend)
"Outta a Thou?"
"dude... 500. Let's go."
by ParkerGramza Production September 05, 2007
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