Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Reminds me of that night.
He and I discovered one another in an alcove of that ancient building during our ten minute break from Poetry class. Only friends, up until that titilating moment where our lustful mouths touched, but nothing more. Between gasps of air, our eyes met and I saw that he had ...

I feel the loneliness settle in, comfortable in its usual resting place, curling up in the cartilage of my joints so that it aches to move.

My eyes are glued together by the constant pain of living, my pupils deprived from the simple act of seeing.

I am aged, like a rotted fruit past its prime ...

Ooooh Yeah!
Hes, I missed you! It's great to see you back in action and writing with that flair we all love.

Lucy

The memory is itched into my skin,
a tattoo of our amorous devotion to one another.

The scent of your body still lingers.
I cannot forget you.

Happy Birthday!

I won't remind you how depressed I am by calling and attempting to strike a conversation with you, a dialogue straight out of a Samuel Beckett script.

In a dream I once had, you danced your way across a field of lilies, occasionally cha cha cha-ing your way through the mass of flowers at your knees ...

heh

And I uncloak your form,
remove the shadow from your face
with the lucidity of my kisses,
attempting to weave the threads of your passion
with my nimble fingers.

I pore over the loom of our lust
silently peeking
at our creation,
thrown about on the bed, ragged with pleasure
for us to share.

Ha!
I like this

Say it sister! We're listening!

Good stuff

I love how you let us indulge in these memories while leaving the mystery intact

-Lucy

In the sweltering stillness of my sultry summer slumber,
the soft sweetness of your silent
discovery between jasmine scented sheets
stirs me.

You outline the shapes of my figure with your curious mouth,
painting my desire with the brushstrokes of your fingers
across the canvas of my body.

The ...

I got such a kick performing it on Saturday night, fun times!

ha! Sure right about single malts @ Doreen and Clay's

Damn I had a kickin time!

Yo peeps!
Diz summah be hotter dan a virgin on her weddin night
Sheeit
Caint get my eyebrows waxed no more cuz da wax is melted everywhere son, so I shaved dem muthfukers and now I gots no eyebrows
So to all you ladies out dere tryin to look fly
dont shave dem shits off
Word

Sheeit
If youze wants ...