Exhaling, he leans forward. Our noses touching and foreheads pressed together. We breathe in one another, trying to drink each other's scents like wine. Already I'm helplessly drunk.
- years ago, one late night
"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is... More
Exhaling, he leans forward. Our noses touching and foreheads pressed together. We breathe in one another, trying to drink each other's scents like wine. Already I'm helplessly drunk.
- years ago, one late night