• I violently desired him. Small images of him populated each cell of my body and lit an unbearable fire of lust. How I wanted to see at least a little flame of desire also in his eyes.

  • I’m waiting for you. Two cups of coffee infront of me. My eyes are still filled with dreams. I’m smoking and thinking. An ashtray full of fags and coffee is cold as you.

  • flaying carpet commented on the post, bow 8 years, 3 months ago

    what an increadible power in simple three letters – to join two worlds or to flood an ocean between them – even without shoot