stuff written by jg
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Fuck.
When I see your knees my jaw drops to the dirt. I want to rub them red and kiss you all over. Your ankles have a way of telling me things that you're probably not thinking but are exactly what I want to hear. They tell me you want me. But your eyes say no. So I will just ask... do you want me? Do you want to make love all through the night, touching your nose and kissing your toes? Do you want me to tell you that I think you're beautiful with my eyes as the spokesman for my heart? What DO you want and more importantly can I give it?
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