Haiku'd Pleasure
Furiously, you
Touch me; tenderly you kiss
Me; I am in awe.
Touch me; tenderly you kiss
Me; I am in awe.
Friday, September 21, 2007
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- Name: Billychic
- Location: New York, New York, United States
A New York City Writer and Actress, and Former Television Producer and DJ Shares Nuggets of Insanity on Everything from Music and Entertainment to Current Events, Technology and Relationships. All the words on here are mine, © 2004-2009 Billychic/D.Martin (except where noted differently), so unless you ask, or give due credit to this site, please go quote someone else. Thanks.
Previous Posts
- Untitled 1
- It's Like a Fist
- Ode to Mr. Barcia, Jr.
- Precision In the Tearing Away
- Haiku You
- Rusty Spoons and Brick Walls
- Especially This Time of Year
- I Hate My Fucking Job (Whistle While You Work)
- Little Death
- What's Wrong With Me - For Now.
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1 Comments:
Haiku'd Farewell
Another stab to my heart.
It can't bear any more.
You got what you wanted:
Dissection complete.
I quit;
You win;
Goodbye.
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