your desire is to witness my weakness, to trample upon what's left of my core; but I'm not looking for your hand because you're not the one I confess to. 02/20/2007Author's Note: this is your confession, but you won't look beyond the veil. Posted on 02/21/2007Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/22/07 at 03:12 AMI like those last two lines. You could build a book's worth of material from that. I think you have, actually.
02/20/2007Author's Note: this is your confession, but you won't look beyond the veil. Posted on 02/21/2007Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/22/07 at 03:12 AMI like those last two lines. You could build a book's worth of material from that. I think you have, actually.
02/20/2007
Author's Note: this is your confession, but you won't look beyond the veil.
Posted on 02/21/2007Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
I like those last two lines. You could build a book's worth of material from that. I think you have, actually.
