
Ballet dancer
How is it possible that a man can appear so lithe? His feet are barely touching the ground. Could he be floating? Maybe I am
How is it possible that a man can appear so lithe? His feet are barely touching the ground. Could he be floating? Maybe I am
Chela, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl existing in this maze of life. Her smile lights up the room and she is the reason
Kiss me,With the fervent nature of a parched soul quenching its thirst,The excitement of a child getting their first candy,Find it in you to communicate
I am a gangster, or I hope to be; never one to share my vulnerability, I lick my wounds in private. My space is sacred,
Sweater weather. Cuddle weather. Weather for two, choose who the other one will be. This is the season, the last leg of the year, and
Lefty left. Righty right. I don’t know my left foot from my right when the music comes on. Should I move to your side or
Its 7am, class should have started but the lecturer cares less about time and more about making this degree seem unattainable. I have a limited
My whole existence is based on treading carefully. Denying my life to bloom so it doesn’t crowd your style.
She had one of the longest days of her life, she just wanted to go home and rest. Her place of work could be draining,
BowLay your life downWorship at my feetMark your way to my lipsHot and FastSlow and torturous Sing a hymnWrite an odeRecite poetry till my heart
Apollo, there was a time we had conversations that flowed till morning and we would have to call in sick to catch some sleep. Funny
I came here for love but handle me with kids’ gloves. Scared, worried and anxious. What does life hold beyond this dark tunnel? Is the
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