The mingling of moist breath,
the warm embrace of a curve,
the uncomplicated wholenessthat we covet. And the guilt
we earn when we destroy the
beauty we can’t rise up to meet.
The mingling of moist breath,
the warm embrace of a curve,
the uncomplicated wholenessthat we covet. And the guilt
we earn when we destroy the
beauty we can’t rise up to meet.