a seamless crush of colours

just a collection of poetry that i'm scared to lose, and somewhere to post more as i write them. that said, there's no chronology to the poems, i'm just posting them in no particular order.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

a still of ten minutes

Last night,
I had sex
Not
PassionateMadSenseless sex
But
CautiousGradualUnsure sex
After it all
She cried
Her tears biting far deeper than skin deep
What could I do but hold her and
whisper

It's all right.

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