the leaving, by Peaches Subscribe to rss feed for Peaches

to take the breath
the only breath
the body has to take,

to love a lost illusionist
and leave him in his wake,

to have a soul
to reach a hand
to close a bedroom door,

to drift away discreetly 
leaving lust upon the floor, 
Posted: 2009-06-16 08:46:05 UTC

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2009-06-18 19:05:02!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
wow nice job