05-14-2011, 09:59 AM
"The stars were ragged in your
presence, dear."
Your lips, like lovingly
scalpeled roses.
Your eyes, the succinctly
corroded color of ruin.
Am I blind? Or am I
just so damn in love
that I could leave this
big green and blue uterus
without even knowing?
presence, dear."
Your lips, like lovingly
scalpeled roses.
Your eyes, the succinctly
corroded color of ruin.
Am I blind? Or am I
just so damn in love
that I could leave this
big green and blue uterus
without even knowing?