4 quotes found
“You askif I will write a poemI could,I supposewrite the mostsplendiferousone of allbut notrightnownot whenyour handsare brewingwarmcinnamon teaacross my skinnot when Imtrying to imaginewhat might h...”
“My fingers gripped his sweaty T-shirt. I kept kissingEagan until he groaned softly in his sleep.I love you, I murmured against his lips.I moved away from him. I forced myself to stand, Igrabbed my ...”
“I miss your silent stature, your avoided days of disaster, your present state of distress.Im cinnamon, cloves and fire, you are the rested cedarwood of desire.”
“You askif I will write a poemI could,I supposewrite the mostsplendiferousone of allbut notrightnownot whenyour handsare brewingwarmcinnamon teaacross my skinnot when I’mtrying to imaginewhat might ...”
