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06 December 2005 @ 04:00 pm
Turger Pressure  
Will you wilt with me
like you did once
in a thousand suns,

with the face that could build
a thousand ships of wood,
and stone, carcass, and hides.

Turn, to the side, and let me
slide a hand
over your scars;

will you

flip back, forth-with
in a series of possible
and pragmatic events.
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: Rutamaya (Employee Mix)
MeadowRose FireSongmeadowrose21 on December 8th, 2005 03:39 am (UTC)
it's sweet, i like it <3 soft and beautiful.