the quiver of lips excites even the quietest of minds
Tag: Elancharan
buttons undone: smothered by the unending greed of flesh
stuck in limbo: sleep becomes a phantasmal fantasy
waking hour: i cast a debauched version of myself into the light
the coast sends word on warm winds of the coming storm
the duality of this summer night serenades us with chaos and care
night passes in an almost gentle blur
the sweet spot of entaglement: flesh and flesh collides
summer i try on a new face and regret to say: it does not fit
dark before dawn muscle memory draws the frail body from bed and sets it off on a mad quest
