defining a word
Fiery anger so foreign flying fast across the shadows. Everything pales beside the sweet creamy smoothness of sighs, of lies, of thighs. There was a warning lost upon the wind more silent than the others. Caress the loss and hide it under the empty cover of night
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Laurie_B
I have been writing poetry and fiction for several years now. It is truely one of my great pleasures in life to create beauty with words.
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