Friday, February 8, 2008
He lays me down tear drips slowly caress my hair bathe in his lips pulls me close legs in-twining passion rising butterfly's flying works his hands up runs down my side plays with my tongue we gently glide wetness releasing gliding is griding motion is stronger we are separate no longer sweet... Sign in to see full entry.
Saving Lifes
A mirrored masked Whisked by my face A masked that was mirrored Has a misplaced case Inside the key Of abdominal pain Switches and turns Takes chunks again Knife by a strip Layers among layers Cut down the grass Pliers pull pieces Blood for one person Blood for life Give me you blood So I may go... Sign in to see full entry.
Butterfly Setting
Butterfly setting Wing amongst the cloud Bound upon bound No roof to be found Channeling my energy Though a open door Water pours through the floor Feel like drowning once more But I’m not I’m floating Open rose’s first bud Spread of wings from a dove No more covers to think of Where’s the hands in... Sign in to see full entry.