Another poem. But I'm talking to myself, so I guess it doesn't matter.
Somewhere in between the minutes
I had grown from a weedy child
with a body as parallel as a stick
into a woman with curves
and hills
rolling
down
my
hips
and you would trail breadcrumbs
up my stomach
as if your hungry mouth
needed directions.
I would feel your tongue
writing fiction
down my spine,
but the best lies
were mine.
My laughing eyes,
my cool,
confident smile,
and lips
that invited you in.
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Go here for a picture of Aisutori, my character.
http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o139/rains_forgotten_tears/2007-04-24-52311.jpg
Here is a sketch I did of my avatar as Aisutori.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s5/Ki-chan_Artwork/LittleDove.jpg
http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o139/rains_forgotten_tears/2007-04-24-52311.jpg
Here is a sketch I did of my avatar as Aisutori.
http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s5/Ki-chan_Artwork/LittleDove.jpg