pentikal
LIke icing on the cake i tell you the words she wishes to hear. Those sweet soft melodies so distant between frequencies. i look into her eyes longingly i peer.
"I'll do the dishes"
There has been a crime. and there is but one suspect. a broken heart left shattered across the floor its tainted with lust and soaked in love. see this heart was pulled but the first then fell into the later. what happens now, it does not matter.