Barren trees leaked spider webs,
spinning silk through wispy legs.
Vanilla remarks escaped our teeth,
we hid beneath the moonlit sheath.
Lanterns absorbed your amber lips,
dry leaves tangled mossy slips.
Venom flowed through streams of gray,
I crumbled, much to your dismay.
I love that. i admire and at the same time envy the way you express yourself. it comes naturally to you. i find it difficult. it is difficult for someone to understand what i am feeling, or what i am, for i do not understand myself.
I love that. i admire and at the same time envy the way you express yourself. it comes naturally to you. i find it difficult. it is difficult for someone to understand what i am feeling, or what i am, for i do not understand myself.
ReplyDeletethis photograph is beautiful. love the lighting of the web on the tansy and the grasses in the foreground. very nice blog. i'll check back!
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