Tell This Through A Story
It's easier to tell this through a story,than to ever say it happened to me...Because as he steered through fog to his house,remembering the quiet as she first touched the buttons slowly coaxed from her blouse, names whispered as their blood rushed. Something inside broke then like a cracking bell, as the inevitable kept drawing closer, heart, mind, or soul, he couldn't really tell, he was already lost in her shape and fl...