Parched

stones dropped, one by one down my frail well, dusk and dawn, dawn louder each dusk -B. Brown (Mosaic Artist - Sonia King Mosaics)

Daily Prompt: Thorny

via Daily Prompt: Thorny Your fragrance swallows me into a peace as I stain your sheets, still clothed as thorny kisses nick my skin. Your breath, a subtle base to prompt my chorus but I pressed the groove 'cause the TLC would only come passed due, after my womb turned blue from the absence of... Continue Reading →

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