That gnawing throughout life is like a ball and chain, but made of a gentler yarn. It silently tugs at you with a sudden glance at the boy sitting three rows in front of you, on your wedding day as you smile for photos, as you lay there, legs spread allowing an act that feels [...]
© 2008 Sandra Jean-Pierre I Don’t Know … that I would be human if I didn’t miss some of these things some of these touching things but I do miss the way you smell after a shower that clean sweet scent of Dove and your skin but not like that not like you’d think not [...]