Never thought bringing a lamb to a slaughterhouse could tame a lion. What I can only perceive as innocence and trust and sincerity got the best of me. Just like that. In one night.
Little toy, became something more. Softening the edges and dull pains. Make my heart race. I apologize if I make you faint. Touch my skin like it's glass, delicate or dangerous. Not easily forgettable.
Monday, March 23, 2009
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