Wednesday, September 21, 2011

HER

My hand races across her jeans.
The dull thud of our bodies hitting the floor never registers.
All I'm conscious of is the deep night yawning before us.

How it feels to inhabit another person's soul.  The lulling warmth
of welcome seeping into me like life's' sweet blood.
The clock ticking in tandem to each thrust.
 I've gone mad.
 ...
S.

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21 comments:

  1. Sweet love and lust, a winning combination. Lovely~!

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  3. Madness..maybe for a moment is worth it..Jae

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  4. hey there beautiful dreamer - ty

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  6. hi jae luv - what you said is true, sometimes
    in this life.

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    Thanks for sharing!

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  9. hello Nelson, TY for visiting - I shall do
    likewise.

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  10. This is sweet! Couldn't have said it better...

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