Thursday, June 25, 2009
 | Calist hands catch on silk it seems. Sweat does well to dull pearls. Words smear the red of lips. Teeth tear at the linens tonight. Light from behind shadow faces. No can shield but not from heat. Taken by one and giving it all. Going inside to let it all go. Tight to feel the freedom of free. Lustful to lust full of all but you. |
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