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: 21 Nov 2009 5:51 AM | Viewed: 8121 times
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