Arium |
Elegant as a grand piano on a persian rug
High tea with scones that melt in you like a taste of peach
Entwined by a tall boy waitng and trembling
So clearly seeking perfection in petit fours
seving u...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 08:17:00 GMT |
Today my dear |
Steam and time rise in an unwatched train
they rise again against my will
without my will, I breathe fetid air
and wish for the sweet thigh of your smells.
Loneliness is only a temporary virtue
it pre...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 08:44:00 GMT |
