Protecting An Uncaged Animal
I am a child in a bedroom with a door that does not lock. I am wrapped around the girl I like, willing that They do not enter unannounced.
Regal
Rain dances along the gravel outside the plastered window, dulling the blade of sunlight that cuts through the blinds and rests upon the body of my lover.
The Curve Of Breasts, The Blade Of Purity
Her caress is a breath. It is mist brushing along the surface of a stream.