skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
tiny poetry
poetry, but smaller.
Monday, June 19, 2006
wrestle
once, you grasped my hands in yours,
as we pushed on each others
bodies gyrating to the beat of our souls
You fell on top of me
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
About Me
subject to subjectivity
View my complete profile
Blog Archive
►
2010
(4)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(3)
►
2009
(57)
►
September
(3)
►
August
(4)
►
July
(2)
►
June
(3)
►
May
(2)
►
April
(20)
►
March
(7)
►
February
(3)
►
January
(13)
►
2008
(14)
►
December
(7)
►
November
(2)
►
October
(1)
►
August
(1)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(2)
►
2007
(26)
►
September
(22)
►
April
(1)
►
February
(2)
►
January
(1)
▼
2006
(128)
►
December
(1)
►
November
(1)
►
October
(10)
►
September
(2)
►
August
(4)
▼
June
(22)
wrestle
Consumerism
rants
Microsoft Word
Anagrams
---
---
little angel
blank computer screens
this is my saviour?
weak and powerless
No.
intolerance
tonight tonight
relief sinks in.
good morning
mixed media
pearls
and I still love you
"I don't constrain myself to linear sexuality."
dawn
dusk
►
May
(5)
►
April
(14)
►
March
(24)
►
February
(45)
No comments:
Post a Comment