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skonen_bladesVein networks. Tree branches. Tributary rivers. The spatter patterns of supernovae. Lightning reaching down to the earth. That crack in the ceiling. The ivy on the side of city hall.
The perfect parabolic curve of smooth flesh snuggled up against the hardness of his hip-bones.
The colourful reaching of muscle ringed around the twin pinhole cameras staring forward. The dendrites connecting the neurons in the human brain glitter like tinsel on a Christmas tree as electricity arcs from abandoned post to abandoned post. The water is a conductor to a symphony of second thoughts surfing inside the meat.
He stares at the back of her head.
They’re cuddled up cozier than forks in a drawer.
He should be comfortable.
Three decaf soy-milk lattes. Five traded childhood recollections. An honest laugh that neither of them expected. Two burned steaks. Sixteen nervous tics. Nudity. One person asleep, one person awake.
Nine months. 46 chromosomes. Knife-throwing target practice at the terrified volunteer tied to his clenched heart. Worry without limits lying in a crib down the hall in a room coloured with fresh wallpaper. Toys with the price tag still attached lined up against the wall.
Trace a pattern of gold-dust and iron filings on a map. The impurities winding through a slab of marble. Seaweed on a beach.
Tiny shoes.
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The perfect parabolic curve of smooth flesh snuggled up against the hardness of his hip-bones.
The colourful reaching of muscle ringed around the twin pinhole cameras staring forward. The dendrites connecting the neurons in the human brain glitter like tinsel on a Christmas tree as electricity arcs from abandoned post to abandoned post. The water is a conductor to a symphony of second thoughts surfing inside the meat.
He stares at the back of her head.
They’re cuddled up cozier than forks in a drawer.
He should be comfortable.
Three decaf soy-milk lattes. Five traded childhood recollections. An honest laugh that neither of them expected. Two burned steaks. Sixteen nervous tics. Nudity. One person asleep, one person awake.
Nine months. 46 chromosomes. Knife-throwing target practice at the terrified volunteer tied to his clenched heart. Worry without limits lying in a crib down the hall in a room coloured with fresh wallpaper. Toys with the price tag still attached lined up against the wall.
Trace a pattern of gold-dust and iron filings on a map. The impurities winding through a slab of marble. Seaweed on a beach.
Tiny shoes.
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Date: 18 Sep 2007 22:53 (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 18 Sep 2007 23:37 (UTC)