Sunday, August 10, 2008

'darling, let's have fun'

touches leave prints all over my chest and our desires mix with the morning air. fingers trace patterns left by the sun, peeling skin and morals. summer is the time for fun, for life, for death they say, but he's in the next room counting my sighs in his mind. cringing as your hip bones meet with mine.



written beginning of july 2008

No comments: