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The trail of smoke |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Just one more touch, in place. Your image -- ice- spun lace. Cinder eyes in warming glow, inhaled, exhaled in one blow. The trail of smoke a distant scent. It travails, breaks, upon one spent. I tremble, touch, to taste the feel of one last kiss before we heal. |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
*licks her lips* delicious ache...yeah I know I'm weird...just have me thinking..sorry If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
One of the very few people I know that see's how poetic smoking can be...heh it can! damnit. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Fun fact: I actually smoke quite infrequently. But the image ... is poetry. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Agreed |
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