Apr 2018
My hand, a conveyance.
I travelled on comely veins which took me to winsome unfathomed dwelling his bag of bones is blessed with.
Dragging in his raw redolent; travelling again.
He is an endless journey.
I travelled on comely veins which took me to winsome unfathomed dwelling his bag of bones is blessed with.
Dragging in his raw redolent; travelling again.
He is an endless journey.
I wrote this on his body and his fragrance , it makes me feel as if I'm on a continuous travel.
