Love Song
By HiramDiaz
My love your eyes are drier than wood and your voice, as coarse as nails - wrap your arms around me and hammer your words into my body as I fixate my existence upon your eyes. I will satiate your hunger pangs as I writhe in mid-air, hanged and saturated with your crimson osculations.*yawn* Written November 26th, 2001 © on Jan 11 2002 12:58 AM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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