Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Don't stop don't stop don't stop don't stop...

The smell of your hair the breathing hard and heavy
The back of your neck
Wrists
Flushed cheeks
Bruised hips
Skin
Swollen lips
Fingerprints 
Bliss


i guess it doesn't matter if it ever means anything

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