Beautiful, sobbing
high-geared fucking
and then to lie silently
like deer tracks in the
freshly-fallen snow beside
the one you love.
That's all.
Added: 19 Aug 2001 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 1:59 AM | Viewed: 7319 times
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