Sunday, 1 May 2011

Welcome to the month of May.

You hold so tightly to your chest the whispers of another day. Hushed tones. Sugary lipped kisses lap water virtue grace and hold close a dear change. Jagged embrace, bones break, hurt pain a dawning, adoring daylight spatters in cold eyes. Close up. Eflorescence withdrawing. Husky coughs and dusty dreams. Taken away with the morning posty. Poser. Watch the hori-horizon. It's coming. Get Ready.

Peace and love

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