you’ll never get it
swift words,
shifting focus
mechanically.
digest and forget.
arise,
those weighty eyelids.
caressing lips and
read upon hips;
“void all fondness”.
yield to fall,
fall- for a poet.
Nov 25, 2010
Nov 25, 2010 at 1:19 PM UTC
you’ll never get it
swift words,
shifting focus
mechanically.
digest and forget.
arise,
those weighty eyelids.
caressing lips and
read upon hips;
“void all fondness”.
yield to fall,
fall- for a poet.