27 January 2009


You've been walking in my dreams again, teasing me with wisps of your scent, hints of your skin. 

Nothing like a narrative, nothing coherent enough I can write it here and sink my teeth into it. 
Even when your eyes are all wide and green and glassy with tears in my head, you're a tease. 

You'd give me everything, but I'm always left wanting more of you.  

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