work in progress |
i am not your lover i was chiseled out of breathi will simply guide you when you fear theres nothing leftshe is to the north side of the pit inside your souland i am deep within you, singing lullabies...
Posted by puppet on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 06:31:00 PST |
it tickles |
At night my thoughts nostalgically slither about in my head....I liken this to a very colorful orgy of snakes....one slides over and around another .....In some epoch attempt to be the one on top,to c...
Posted by puppet on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:21:00 PST |
