Our Love
October 12th, 2008
Our love is the autumn languish
days draw lazy and pungent,
ripe fruit, leaf susurration
prelude to fugue
our shoulders; out bellies
our liquors merge slowly
we lie so close
our hearts beat angels.
— jo nelson
Our love is the autumn languish
days draw lazy and pungent,
ripe fruit, leaf susurration
prelude to fugue
our shoulders; out bellies
our liquors merge slowly
we lie so close
our hearts beat angels.
— jo nelson
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