if a came summer
(over the beaches
sweat
in ribbons
or rivulets
binding the sand
with *******
and ****
improbably
fleshy rumples
)
i'd be gladly giddy in its shall on me
its lazy hands on me
to draw me to it in
to it drawn a manacled surly
bead of magic
burning ***
on loose footing
the unreasonable grains
of sloughing seconds
I
came a summer
to
livid unmanageable moments
where myself and myself
used our stuff of soft and pink
to drizzle drugged blatant
skin on a beach somewhere i have been with you in the fall but then it was not so
like the hot testing nerve (the bar of crimson branding light) instead a pale and
frail limpet gruffly muscular light was all over it and it was cold and i pulled you
really in my arms stabbing the youth of you slender able promise of corded
elation hotly sudored morsels of.
Jul 6, 2011
Jul 6, 2011 at 11:52 AM UTC
if a came summer
(over the beaches
sweat
in ribbons
or rivulets
binding the sand
with *******
and ****
improbably
fleshy rumples
)
i'd be gladly giddy in its shall on me
its lazy hands on me
to draw me to it in
to it drawn a manacled surly
bead of magic
burning ***
on loose footing
the unreasonable grains
of sloughing seconds
I
came a summer
to
livid unmanageable moments
where myself and myself
used our stuff of soft and pink
to drizzle drugged blatant
skin on a beach somewhere i have been with you in the fall but then it was not so
like the hot testing nerve (the bar of crimson branding light) instead a pale and
frail limpet gruffly muscular light was all over it and it was cold and i pulled you
really in my arms stabbing the youth of you slender able promise of corded
elation hotly sudored morsels of.
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