Friday, November 4, 2005
Come to me, just once
His mouth is beckoning. Maybe I can just get lost somewhere in his chest. Ask him to cover me up in his large jacket. Hide me. Shelter me. Maybe I can sneak a peek under his sweater, get lost in his skin. Just one time and Id be all right.Just once..lay next to him, let his lips read me. Just him...
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GENERAL SCUMBAGS
Sometimes under the hot water in myshower, I still see his mouth, hot and probing. I forgot about my scumbag column..bad blogger...so here goes. Ive known a few scumbags in my time, as I am sure a lot of women have....scumbags..the all teach us a lesson...bitterness can smarten us up if channeled...
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The haunting
Your smile, your chin, your small lips, your shoulders, my hands grabbing your chest. The fall leaves are dropping, each yellow and red marker makes me more sad.Soon the trees will be bare. Another season,another year gone by. And you,another marker of your disappearance. Another reminder of my...
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