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Oct 04, 2008 22:51

These swirling glasses ( Read more... )

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niliphim October 6 2008, 02:58:57 UTC
Lovely.

Stare at that ring,
Luminescent bubbles of what I left
are different worlds
Where there had not been your theft.

Slide down the sides;
there are more on my lips.
Tracing them off
with only my tongue.

You know what that's like,
but here I sit.
Without a fight,
Without a fit,
Lips to glass,
And a short skirt to my ass.

Pour me another, sir.
I like to see it empty.

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benedickofwit October 7 2008, 04:31:20 UTC
that was awesome! you made my day...

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