Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Brevity.
Paying the piper.
the sea claims another
The waves rolled in
like a throaty growl
of passion from your tongue,
nibbling at my feet.
Kissed by the mist,
the fog falls over me
and I am pulled asunder
by your love.
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