Saturday, February 11, 2017

Crazy Thoughts Comments

Rating: 5.0

A blighted ovum
demands a ransom for life.
Unhinged, you rub with―
the command and
...
Read full text

Satish Verma
COMMENTS
Lantz Pierre 12 February 2017

Where there is no light you find only red, dark and nourishing. Somnolent red with the softness of sleep. Downy, inviting, rich and luxurious. A red like a valentine, made of love. Made of innocence on the surface and deep down of illicit transcendence.

0 0 Reply
Close
Error Success