Consummate dilettantism!

Monday, June 1, 2009

A Dream, Part II

I above her, she below me, dangling atop a bed of mystical height. We tangled in cosmic embrace, twirling endlessly in our several ecstasies, spinning furiously in our singular ascent. Mad though we were, her smile was divine, and such uncertainty as there was -- oh that striking face! oh unhappy fate!

It was kinda hot, though.

1 comment:

  1. Why are you thinking about me like that?