The curve of her body is making my mind go haywire. I can’t think straight, all that is on my mind is the curve that fits perfectly on her body. It
is nuisance, really.
Everywhere you look at me, there’s a curve. Sometimes I wish something, somewhere, were straight, either geometrically or in the not-queer sense. Clothes would fit better, for example.
The curve of her body is making my mind go haywire. I can’t think straight, all that is on my mind is the curve that fits perfectly on her body. It
is nuisance, really.
schurermann
Everywhere you look at me, there’s a curve. Sometimes I wish something, somewhere, were straight, either geometrically or in the not-queer sense. Clothes would fit better, for example.
The wavy line is so pretty. It borders my poster for class. It reminds me of the sea
The roundness envelops me. I am suffocated by the sheer thought of it.
As I threw the ball, it curved in the air; like a liquid miniscus. “Strike two!” I threw again… “You’re out!”