SubwayToVenus
Registered User
Join date: May 2009
80 IQ
#1
you sunbathe on that rock in a one-piece bikini,
waves barely noticed, a backdrop out of focus.
only you, cast in a bronze, alone atop a towel,
atop what often feel like miles from my
older sense of normal. you've got one leg bent;
later tonight i'll slide my hand there, as the smell
of lotion and burnt skin get stuck on hotel curtains.
the honeymoon suite, "la casa de la madrugada",
or "the house of something-something"
as you say in faux-spanish mumblings
when i carry you in from the beach.


these very dreams
are what make me so glad no one can see
how hopeful i am you'll come back to me.

because that would be so embarrassing.
here, My Dear, here it is
vintage x metal
Brown-Thighed Girl
Join date: Sep 2006
40 IQ
#2
write more. good to read you again. this was clear, honest, simple, disarming; a pleasure.
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it's official, vintage x metal is the saving grace of this board and/or the antichrist




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