Tuesday, 23 August 2011

as red as you

just a little bit of paint

i'm laying on the ground, its soft and i can smell the earth and it's damp against my skin.
the air is warm as it settles on my body and i can feel the weight of this world and all of my beloved sins.
i writhe in the sweat and bask in the sweetest heat and i am the happiest i can be.