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By Baby Rose Date: 2007 Nov 19 Comment on this Work [[2007.11.19.20.41.8741]] |
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Dreaming with my eyes held open widely, blankly, gazing into nowhere, into nothingness, with visions of sweet, cold, luster, coating my nakedness. My flesh ruddy, and aching with numbness. Bathed in snow, my long burgundy shaded mane white with it, and you, my shelter from the icy peeping stars. Creating sparks of luscious friction so wild and unbridled that winter melts around us making even those flesh feasting stars blush a warm rosy glow and the sky turn from ebony to sweeping waves of pinks and golds. Such is the flame of a frosted eve, when from barren fields summer is seeded into the night... |