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In the quiet dark,
His kisses are all that isβ
Pinpricks of fire.
Posted by Heidi Parton on Feb 23, 2012 in Literature and Writing | 4 comments
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Nicely done. Purposefully ambiguous or not, I like that we don’t know whether pinpricks of fire are pleasant.
Thanks, Joseph!
Too beautiful…! Spare and intense.
Thank you! π