her hands are as soft
as soft as wood that has been sanded down
for minutes, and hours
her body is as beautiful as the sun setting on a hot humid night.
but..
so is his, so is his hands, eyes, mind..
that's like an explosion of wonder, imaginative artistry..
-I'm always breaking hearts
especially my own
my heart strings elastic
pulled in every fucking direction that's never even
thought to exist..
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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