This was truly excellent.

The poem portrayed what -to me at least- felt like real, natural, uninhibited emotion. It felt like this was real, not a fucking skimpy collaberation, but an actual depiction of both of your emotions. Reading this I pictured you two, sitting together writing this...well, sitting across from each other throwing your pens back and forth in a feeble attempt to hurt one another, which is actually a mask of how much you want to climb onto the table franticly and rip the clothes off eac...I'll get back to my reply. Sorry about that.

Anywhoo, ummm...where was I?
Oh yes, you two make an excellent team, a team I would read more of. Yes Yes!

-Quote to mention:

"Your skin is the sin and I drink of my fate
I would beg for absolution but I fear it's too late" -Calisto

-I'm not completely sure why I found those two lines to be moving, or why they sent a shivver down the center spine, and maybe that is why it was so good. The greatest things in life are the hardest to explain, or so it has been for the majority, and I think that quote from you Calisto falls into that category.

"many times in life
we believe we've came so far along these windy
roads but then again dont we often wonder
where we've barely went..." -Content

-Holy Poop! That was just. Oh fuck it, I'm not going to slaughter what I quoted with some essay explaination of it, we know what it meant, and it need not be heightened by the likes of me

Oh...and,
"damn good parents for a baby girl named Kaylie or Jamie"

Pick Jamie!!! Well, make that the boys name!!! (Its my name