Posts tagged intimate
Our eyelashes
were rose petals
and we melted;
nose to nose,
smiling
all the while
Our eyelashes
were rose petals
and we melted;
nose to nose,
smiling
all the while
By Bill Dixon
Dear Crybabies,
Recently, your guy lost a...
It’s so heartbreaking when you think about devastation.
In Breezy Point, a fire ripped through 100 homes, and as I watched old women and young...
I’m going to die from all the fucking accuracy
Set me free
Or love me
Hold on to me
Or let me go
Clinging
Grasping
Reaching out
To the ghost of you
Lingering
So close
I dreamed you were
Counting my ribs through
The layers of my clothes,
As if the
Fragile longitudes
Surrounding my heart were
Not...