Spider FingersA Poem by Pi CeeFor Austin.
Your face is half soaked in shadows
giving wear to its paleness. Your hands touch her so gently, dancing on her neck fingering her heart strings with pure grace. You've drawn in your legs you've closed tired eyes. Smiles flirt with you thin lips. Your neck, you've curved to the sound of your love, playing softly, experimenting with the love held happy in your lap. © 2012 Pi CeeFeatured Review
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Added on October 2, 2012Last Updated on October 17, 2012 AuthorPi CeeParkersburg, WVAbout"Regardless of whether the answer of 'what do I mean to you' flatters me or not, such a question's only intention is merely for a shared understanding of one's place in another's life." "If I a.. more..Writing
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