tangled hearts and wanton flesh, living from my pulse to yours. remembering the carelessness it took to take a breath when there was no love. finding this hour, this moment the escaping of knowledge as to how to breathe without you. i have taken to the dampness; i have become an underwater thing, fluid and restless, waiting for you to cast out into my sea. when i see your reflection above me with the falling of orange peels breaking the languid surface, i will have you. quenched and alone.
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These poignant words from your heart are so deliciously, delicately, woundedly beautiful. Oh Tiffany....
ReplyDeleteI hope this wasn't for Scott Baio. ;)
You just made me spit soy latte.
ReplyDeleteScott Baio had nothing on this guy.
Thank you, you beautiful, lush woman...xx
Have you ever read the original literary version of The Little Mermaid? This makes me think of that-- it's a gorgeous, tactile, sad story not for children, so that may sound like a weird comparison but trust me, it's a compliment :-)
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