Mermaid Song |
Damp-haired from the bath, you drape yourself upside down across the sofa, reading, one hand idly sunk into a bowlof crackers, goldfish with smiles stamped on. I think they are growing gills, swimming...
Posted by on Mon, 22 May 2006 02:27:00 GMT |
Wild Nights! |
Wild Nights Wild Nights!Were I with theeWild Nights should beOur luxury!
Futile the winds To a heart in port Done with the compass Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden Ah, the sea!Might I moor Tonig...
Posted by on Sun, 21 May 2006 02:35:00 GMT |
Beloved Red Dress |
I want a red dress. I want it flimsy and cheap, I want it too tight, I want to wear it until someone tears it off me. I want it sleeveless and backless, this dress, so no one has to guess what's under...
Posted by on Sun, 21 May 2006 02:26:00 GMT |
