By z
Date: 1 August 1997

untitled

     "what have I done?" she says, tilting her head, in wonder at the deep 
     blue gaze.  I'm drowning, she thinks to herself, will I survive?  his 
     soft reply, pierces her heart, always... "nothing... but love me," he 
     inhales deeply, bringing them to surface... breathing into her lips 
     his life...