Author's Note: any level of positive, or negative feeback is welcome. Please, if you read to the end, say something coz im losing the mojo to put pen to paper.. Unless you wanna argue contextual particulates, then fuck off. I wrote the shit, I know what I meant to convey. General story archetype here isnt very inspired, but I was mostly playing with form effecting the impression it has. =^.^= Thankies. "Stay" I can't get you out of my head. Prancing Prince of thorns Etched into my retinas, And eyelid backs for measure. Voice soft as silky sin, smooth Shining, your words crafted to blades Lapping the lifeblood from my heart Between Sunday pale Tea Roses of lips Shaped with delicate tactility, Set to tear my dignity apart. And yet.. I crave you Beg, plead, cajole, and bribe you; Stay
i like your style. keep at it, hell the two I've read are great. your descriptions are vivd. I'm no critic or scholar but i can see that you've got whatever it is that it takes to get it done.
