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Trespass, skin on air, fornication with angels– Who turned the lights on? Advertisements
At vellum’s core, pink, parsing the grammar of lips, to trespass, lightly.
This side of dream, to marvel in sheer trespass and longing, to engage the mystery and riot of skin, by touch and flagrant cherish.
Perfectly still dog, robed in dust; birds, choral and bright, flutter and thrash in needle-comb trees; I, this side of dream, trespass lightly.
After the first wounding, a necessary course of retrieval was set. She entered herself, a ritual sacrifice to the gods of trespass. She wouldn’t move on until every single pore radiated symmetry undisturbed.