Wednesday, January 5, 2011

sense and sexability

there's warmth
and there's rhythm
varied
silken
cresting
like a thunderous wave
of blood and sweat
tears
of bliss and sorrow
love
everlasting
hate
never softening
emptiness
overflowing
as smoke unfurls a goodbye

1 comment:

Unknown said...

The best thing you've ever written in my opinion.