Never Without SweatCalme. Suer. Contenance. Douce-amère: l'amour sang-froid.
GerminationI wore white clothing and a brown coatand wandered through gardens.You spent your time there admiring the flowers, and I, admiring you, spent my hours in your vicinityI went broke from spending.I became rooted in the soil of the businessto support myself, and absorbed the earthon which you walkedI grew through my labours, and became that which grew your love.You spent your time with the flowersand meand soon I was rich.You glanced delicate hands across my leaves,caressed my stalks with lusting fingersand pined.You pined for the blossoms of my efforts,(and, my desire, and)and you picked a single flower from
Naught but Marbles in AshSound the horns. Rattle the tin.
Waiting for the PayoffSweating. Apprehensive. Warrior, anticipating without words.
Photographer's BastionLiving within lenses.Transparencies for defences.
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Thanks!
I'm going to have to thank Lauryn again for modeling for me