Persephone Flees the Land of the Dead

Now my cables sleep while I do not – I am awake before the sun because there’s many things I’ve got to use this whole day to get done. It was sunny, afternoonish. The sky a brilliant blueish that’s the default color shirt I picture you in when I hurt to see your face or pinch your hips. Oh I miss the impact of your waist as we slip in and out of unity – unfortunately doomed and we are laughing onward still. Maybe one calm day we will reunite (won’t say return) – if just a night (I never learn).

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~ by perfectionatrix on November 2, 2011.

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