Rising to the surface
Jun. 19th, 2006 04:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielLike a bubble in Champagne.
The feel of his lips invading my aura
Touching me, gentle and wet
I’m washed out to sea on a raft made of horror
At a desire I won't soon forget
I haven't had a "poetic moment" in an unbelievably long time. To be honest, I'm fairly distressed.
