Sep 22, 2004 03:26
lover your hands look so foreign to me now although i let them undress me countless times and your stature still makes such
a weak woman of me and
sometimes this feels like a forest fire like a bloody siege like watching two of the five continents fall into the sea and i am entirely out of ideas lover i am entirely
out of will.
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(in curiosity; once, citra/luminette/et cetera, and xx.)
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ohh, is it really so obvious?
arch of aorta seems a long time ago now. x
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(your words are electric.)
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perhaps when i am home, in england, we could write letters to one another.
anna
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