when pretenses fall as cloth to the floor

When pretenses fall as cloth to the floor peace comes dripping slow. Placing your cold hand against my heart skin the sole barrier between the two you sing to its beat. Churched hands both graced and defile by love run over tan belly skin rough with use. Looks are passed across the air between our […]

the shadow was made

The shadow was made as the red haired girl shone of sunlight while leaping up over the glistening rail plummeting towards ground. Towards the end: one of the two folds in this world quickened by every breath forced from lung tube locking westward wind in its cave to howl and ramble before slowly escaping out […]