Monthly Archives: October 2014

how my heart

Originally posted on Shanda Studd:
. how my heart crept in bed with me this morning in the black in the cool in the quiet first, as always, the smell rising from the heat blood, down and flesh then, touch,…

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quiet lake

(words found in an old agenda) love soft and gently rocking like the membrane of a quiet lake mixed by unknown scales twisting mass of muscles and fins darting desires pulsating guts churning will moves caresses carries sustains transference of … Continue reading

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overhead, the sky is grey

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