Jun 21, 2010
(via emilydonne) Lovely, lusty eyesbeating soft withpurple cells indisarray Every second countsbeneath the water weightof knowing what’sto come  Like scenes of sun cutand bled across the bottom. Those placid waves, to blame. 

(via emilydonne)

Lovely, lusty eyes
beating soft with
purple cells in
disarray

Every second counts
beneath the water weight
of knowing what’s
to come 

Like scenes of sun cut
and bled across the bottom.

Those placid waves, to blame. 

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