Tuesday, August 28, 2012

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the skinny of trees ~ ethereal ~
silver-lake halo-eyes

rose to look at herself ~ starlit minimalist in shards of
white ~ frozen in the glass ~ your
skin ~ is being
searched ~ for nothing.

he wears your discord like a
brooch ~

like spell-dust.

& resting in the moment ~

soft breath ~
of birds: their pointy skulls ~ dipped in velvet ~
their black ~ gloss-fast wings ~ grow in portal layers ~

kissing is but a ~
ghost

~ a cacophony of lust ~ smoldering encore ~ une fois ~


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