Monday, August 17, 2009

Abstract Eternity Comments

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I love the way the moon’s shimmering caress mirrors your soft flesh
I can stare for hours but can only process for fragmented seconds
An illusive fox shimmying through larval jungles,
Twisted sex reveries limp hymen fantasies, i am a dead butterfly, fallen like a dead junkie's tourniquet, as love builds, the past deceives.
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luke holt
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luke holt

fullerton california
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