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she came to me as a riddle a mystery like a poem with some art something that could never be … Continue reading just felt
she came to me as a riddle a mystery like a poem with some art something that could never be … Continue reading just felt
Her breath quickened Arching her back Her hips meeting mine in rhythm Her eyes searching and wild Parting her lips … Continue reading la petit mort
my mama bore a son with a mouth like a gun teeth blood-stained red spitting words like hot lead searching … Continue reading wolf’s heart
it wasn’t your intentions that made you cruel but rather your indifference – spiritwolf Continue reading cold comfort