Something sits peculiar and real
Like chicken pox wandering courageously
Audaciously blemishing in silence
Soliciting skin it’s miraculous rise
For the curious satisfaction of having itched for someting perfect and round
Something sits peculiar and real
Like chicken pox wandering courageously
Audaciously blemishing in silence
Soliciting skin it’s miraculous rise
For the curious satisfaction of having itched for someting perfect and round
heheheh…mari…you have such a way
Only you Mari! I really did like this….and it hits a nerve so you are on to something
My skin flared a few times today : )
it reminds me of the space between cells…the pure skin between itches haha or the calm moments between madness….yeah