A tiny droplet of water, falling up; a ripple closing in. A prick of wetness on soft, pale flesh--sliding backward. A salty taste on my lips--forgotten; soaking up an endless river of emotion in an infintessimal ocean. The eyelash dries, fear vanished. Close my eyes and open them, only a blur, a river lining my sight. Blink again, everything is
(
Read more... )