venusax
Feb 13, 2007 17:09
where your hand presses against your nose,
hiding the lips that part deliciously behind, I know;
and, oh,
turn those lovely glittering eyes
at me, glance sideways,
even, from their tilted corners
and brush my skin with their gaze
your chuckle longs to burst forth
to scatter its discordant beads
upon the cool marble floor.
poetry,
writing
venusax
Feb 12, 2007 11:11
i want to be a cat cat a cat your cat on your lap
now a cat cat on your lap now cat cat lap
i want to be a cat cat a cat your cat on your lap
now a purring cat cat on your lap now a cat cat lap
a cat cat a cat your cat on your lap
a cat cat your cat on your lap
a cat cat on your lap
your cat on your lap
your cat.
poetry,
writing
venusax
Jan 02, 2007 23:14
black scoop-neck 3/4 sleeve sweater, hip length
dark grey denim pedal-pushers
black leather mary janes
light grey houndstooth beret
stainless steel metal ring (left)
silver georg jensen ring (right)
black pouch
possible look: frenchy arty chi-chi
venusax
Jan 01, 2007 23:11
i like the first
day of the first
month of the new
year
although it is
the last hour
of the first
day of the first
month of the new
year,
it isn't yet the last
minute of the last hour
of the first
day of the first
month of the new
year.
so.
it's only because it's the first.
