she had an anguished knowledge of passion, no experience of love. books rendered a life of alienation to a girl who dreamt & drew a world shaded with literature, fiction as a commonplace; an unfamiliar fascination gloving her everyday, engaging timid fantasies with naive senses, and concentrated pleasure through the burning texts of desire, a vulgar tongue rushing a sentiment playing with hungry fire, the young girl confused an intimate contemplation of minds, with a howling need for a naked touch of bodies, lust illustrating a portrait of love, honest men compromised as characters to a girl trapped in a world of colors, no longer needing to investigate, to break free from the secret life she made.
Monday, August 17, 2015
Coil
she had an anguished knowledge of passion, no experience of love. books rendered a life of alienation to a girl who dreamt & drew a world shaded with literature, fiction as a commonplace; an unfamiliar fascination gloving her everyday, engaging timid fantasies with naive senses, and concentrated pleasure through the burning texts of desire, a vulgar tongue rushing a sentiment playing with hungry fire, the young girl confused an intimate contemplation of minds, with a howling need for a naked touch of bodies, lust illustrating a portrait of love, honest men compromised as characters to a girl trapped in a world of colors, no longer needing to investigate, to break free from the secret life she made.
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