A mind possessed by unmade books.
Michael Faudet.
“I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.”
“Unbutton, unzip, unclip, untie, undo, undress.Understood, she replied.”
“Magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe the stars sighed in unison.”
“A mind possessed by unmade books, unwritten lines on empty hooks.”
“Good night - may you fall asleep in the arms of a dream, so beautiful, you'll cry when you awake.”
“I never understood desire until i felt your hands around my throat.”
“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection”
“I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move ag...”
“Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze. ”