Tuesday, 30 November 2010

Snow Angels

You say: "Be quiet"
Your hand hovers here, 3 centimetres above my mouth
and I kick you deftly, the glass angle of your jaw.
Something ecstatic,
your wings flutter.
"Are we having sex?"
"Right now?"
"Yes, right now"
"No -"

5 comments:

  1. FUCK this is....god/ oops I mean good.

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  2. yes, fucking angel. that's really blond

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  3. WORDS WORDS WORDS...THE WAY YOU USE THEM MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE! I DO LOVE THE WAY YOU USED THEM...

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  4. thank you julie JULIE wow yr blog is caps lock city ...

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  5. It's God and it's Hot.
    You're incredibly gifted. Lucky you...

    nip

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