

FallingLaying in your arms The world seems safe to me For that time that you hold me I feel like a queenFalling
My heart begins to pound My breath begins to shake And deep inside I know Not falling for you Would be a mistake


I Inhale DecemberWinter gives its breath in waves of clearer mornings and crisper nights It whistles past my ears and I sit knees against my chest wrapped in mother's quilt, patched with handsewn stitchwork Worn and frayedI Inhale December
A tattered shield half-filtering December's evening
chill of air.
The stars, one thousand penlights scattering cross the sky's own patchwork quilt
of constellations, connecting to my eye and followed by my outstretched finger tracing the Great Bear through spiraling smoke that dances from half-filtered habit to despair
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Life is All about Priorities!
oh, and plz take pity on this poor little Deviant.
[link] and go see his work...It's REALLY Good!
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Life is All about Priorities!
oh, and plz take pity on this poor little Deviant.
[link] and go see his work...It's REALLY Good!
-Steve
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*pokepokepoke*
Triple poke.
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