a nightingale hums a melancholy
while steel kisses flesh
in a demented dance
hurry...they must not know.
released to prowl the atmosphere.
type B flows like a river wild~
undulating its way
from the precision induced
which incite panic
in granny smith.
a sordid smile sneaks
across filthy canines
as lucid images of torture
once is never enough...
embalmed with the stench
of yesterdays souls,
parched brain cells
with gaping wounds,
at a new twilight
filled with endless possibilities.
the beat of the bass bumps. baby, it's cold outside but warm inside and fingers slide along curves which s...
Damon looked at the number on his phone again. Yeah. He was sure he didn't know who the hell it was. He wasn't in the...
i say got dam what a rush! leaning back taking in sensations from friday night libations while visions of bouncing ro...
In you I found~ Surreal and uniquely bound~ a treasure trove of delicate sweets. An escapee from roget's tantalizing my ever...