introspection

the smell before rainthe sidewalk sand looks like beach water fresh salty air lapping at the waves.the smell before rain
smells of summer hot dogs barbeque and laughter pounding through the table makes a memory.
grass remembers imprints of bodies laying side by side.
sun consecrates the clasping hands, fingers slowly understanding foreign skin.
the air was my first kiss and the water has seen me naked uninhibited like no one ever has.
my bed understands the curves of my body holding me while I fall asleep when you can never be here rocking me good night. make friends with music and it will sing to you through lonely late night sunshine manufac
how have you been?
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photography account + ~Drifting-Cloud
poetry account + ~zoolah
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[link]
sorry i haven't called you back
i have been going kind of crazy
but stay in touch
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SOMEONE STILL LOVES YOU BORIS YELTSIN!
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It was...
Mrs. White in the Lounge with the Knife.
My proof -- [link]
Thank you so much for all the comments you wrote
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Fuck you G-mart!
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