he was warm
soft
beautiful
a heavy gaze between two wanderers
these souls laced with fury
calm
suddenly changes
a smell
spice
musk
drunkenness
your arms hold wisdom
hate
procreate
deflate
curate
my fate
Sep 18, 2012
Sep 18, 2012 at 10:19 AM UTC
he was warm
soft
beautiful
a heavy gaze between two wanderers
these souls laced with fury
calm
suddenly changes
a smell
spice
musk
drunkenness
your arms hold wisdom
hate
procreate
deflate
curate
my fate
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