collapse into the bed.
i love the hours we ****
the hours when our feet
forget the floor.
close your eyes.
pleasure centers and crazer neurons.
old soul music and moans.
****** asian neighbors and some televised war.
every sorrow dissipates,
every worry alleviates,
and every thought is silenced
by white knuckles grappling with skin.
May 3, 2010
May 3, 2010 at 7:20 PM UTC
collapse into the bed.
i love the hours we ****
the hours when our feet
forget the floor.
close your eyes.
pleasure centers and crazer neurons.
old soul music and moans.
****** asian neighbors and some televised war.
every sorrow dissipates,
every worry alleviates,
and every thought is silenced
by white knuckles grappling with skin.
Copyright 2010 by Josh Hutton
