Sunday, October 12, 2008

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..

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