Nov 15, 2003 18:01
this paintbrush shows of a crimson; bold.[you know it was me this time]its unmistakenable. perfectly outlined my lips remain..maybe thats where the confusion lies. nothing was rubbed away. so maybe it wasnt all on me.
the pressure i dreamt. the brush against my neck.
my nails in your arms. it was almost real.
and we felt it in a glance.