Diving into midnight fog
Jumping off the precipice
tumbling downward
Flying through indiscernible mists
Ringing tiny droplets
singing
dancing
whirling
twirling
swirling
fragments comingulating
in a chaotic choir of orgasmic moans
Lightning piercing contentment
tearing
slicing
chopping
shredding
mincing
discombobulating
Pausing
still
frames frozen
lips
poised
pursed
nearly
touching…
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Leaping
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