Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

- the love that once trickled down her soft breasts and belly- had become hard muscle- she could see that medallion now- dancing here to all that music- on a farm - with lodges and dances and buffalo ceremonies-
wafted in and out of there like smoke-
much like the dogs look at us- mmm- it would seem-like huh?
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i had run from you for many years
until the day i turned to face
you
find you-
alone in the love i knew you to hold for me while i was gone- i had fallen long ago
away from playing house
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that sweetness of freindship tickles me silly
really?


picket fences coming off my pubic hair
the road lines melt before us with telephone poles
sliding on the left and on my right- that which divides the road -





stories told by skin
hair and teeth












until we meet again

So refreshing- prose- no bullshit- Love the theme.

thank you

almost purist but certainly not puritanical

fine thing
great ideas

kiss me
now
after 7 years
i knew u
to always be
someone i could roll up
find love
and leaving
is all part of goodness



i was not sure
if i was going there
and i went
and lived
love does not have to kill you
it does not end everything else i love
love is easy with him-

you needing all that attention
suffocated me
i had no choice but to go far far away
sometimes there isnt enough rocks to throw
love is sometimes quiet-