wine for the whiner
Jul. 29th, 2004 10:51 pmi want seduction. liquifaction by touch and words alone. i am walking a plank with unflailing arms and wriggling toes.
i want my fistfuls of my hair pulled back exposing my neck cleaving my knees
i want the desert and spf 45
there are no echoes in the water
gravity fails
there is a soul looking for the home in me but i am too busy drowning
silver shards trailing my skin with marks
withholding
hanging up
entangled too far into the sod
fingers independent hands asleep eyes wide shut
solitude for my sins
being first the greatest gift of all
i want my fistfuls of my hair pulled back exposing my neck cleaving my knees
i want the desert and spf 45
there are no echoes in the water
gravity fails
there is a soul looking for the home in me but i am too busy drowning
silver shards trailing my skin with marks
withholding
hanging up
entangled too far into the sod
fingers independent hands asleep eyes wide shut
solitude for my sins
being first the greatest gift of all