Aug 2014
You know things
most others don't.
I move serpentine,
perpendicular,
slithering
across the floor,
coiling myself
around
your brutal heart.
Constrictor-like,
slowly I squeeze,
until you blossom.
most others don't.
I move serpentine,
perpendicular,
slithering
across the floor,
coiling myself
around
your brutal heart.
Constrictor-like,
slowly I squeeze,
until you blossom.
(GRB090423)
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