Journey
My hair piled up in coilsLegs half crossed
Smelling in the breathless air
My lips ajar to taste the dusk
Here I go off again...
posted by Bithran @ 4:16 AM
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Legs half crossed
Smelling in the breathless air
My lips ajar to taste the dusk
Here I go off again...
And a room of one's own.
About Me
- Name: Bithran
- Location: Seattle, Washington, United States
Like my name, my life is a fleeting moment in time. Like a river I touch by, and am touched by many people only for a brief time. Like a single ray of light glistening from the tip of a dew drop beautiful strangers reveal themselves for a twinkle of an eye.
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