Brevity, a long word yet it's passing meaning's
A sigh like beauty itself, how saddening, Like the song who the small nightingale sings, So neutral, knowing not what is happening.
"what the **** is the matter with you?!"
"20% and fading!" disintegration! disintegration! disintegration! The alternative answer to this question is "nothing!" However, if that were true, you would be completely matterless and transparent, with random thoughts of yours surfacing in and out of our dimension. Therefore you'd be invisible and unable to communicate in the now and here.
He said: I need your sexxxxxx to feel your loveeeeee Part 2 She said: I need your lovelovelove to feel your sexsexsex THEM an M&M Edition Series Luiz D. Syphre © 2019
the only place I see the glow!
She said: I love the way you **** me! Part 2 He said: I love the way I *******!
Them - an M&M Edition Series
You asked if I loved you since we met last. I said I still do but love never trumps trust. ⸻
miss your candy coated voice" it gives me hope hope hope that one day I'll say "I miss your touch"
"I miss your voice"
it gives me hope that one day I'll say '"I miss your touch" Luiz Copyright 2019
Worn shoes -
friction burns on tired soles; griddled pancake strides. Scuffed leather - peeling flakes of desiccated fruit kiss frayed laces; knotted serpent tongues. Burning in Nevada; a thousand miles from carpenter's tools, a hundred steps from Vegas lines.
If a picture buys
Something like a thousand words, Which of us is robbed If I should, as a kindness, Paint with so few syllables?