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Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Po..

the subtle scent of patchouli returns me to languid summer days reminding me of the ways the sun shimmered through my hair. my bright red chevy..

i hear her cry (sometimes) in the middle of the numinous night. i listen to the scared plaintive tones of her voice, crawl deeper into t..

i hate how apathy sets in so fast (now). -traversing the epidermis then slipping deep into the skin- i barely have time to process before the ..

in your red little onesie i could hug you forever listen to you ramble through bedtime stories [jibberishjibberish] (giggle here and there) ..

hush... the crowd is silent. and i know in thirty seconds that hundreds of eyes will focus upon me. i press my eye to the sliver o..

the sunshine has imbedded horizontal lines against her skin; violating the distance she has placed between herself and the world. she parts ..

you peel away the layers of pain in my heart. slowly with the delicacy of flower-petal prayers. i am shocked into submission b..

i drove through the fog to hold you / to mold you to the curves of my smile. to lay you upon linens and purr beside you as we slip into ..

I want to touch you with my words… Watch them skim across your skin. Sigh as the shivers of your breath Inhale and breathe them in. There..