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the nonsensical logic of being in the modern mist of Monday mornings, weeks woven of sameness saturate like a damming rain ..

close to the rhythm impertinent touch lovely hands massage heart's incentive it's a fine line between unwanted interruptions ..

the falling unrealistic terms printed versions of lips meeting under autumn clouds twisted leaves tumble between us w..

too long to ask, too long to accept stagnant goodbyes left on mossy lips death from words unspoken, actions cause love t..

It was a Crush of Madness dazzled by moonlit spells arched words shot by poisoned keys in retrospect we hunted bosoms of maternal inst..

the friendly drop lovely poison eyes dilated by her somber bones lying in wait for the end we kiss deep into the shallows ..

Kiss leaning against the stone wall stoned on you dizzy me curled into your caress your scent like a soft arm within my sleeve ..

a Very Short Story foreplay/ then foreclosure i am back out onto the street without so much as anote to sing my last..

the scream of silence footnotes sound a little grating to the heart irrelevance is not a sweet melody when spring arrives ..

Rapunzel's Keepsake daffodil rage, even the dandelions cower you threw my affections from the highest tower the weeds o..