“I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue
than live and never touch you again.”
~ Michelle Hodkin ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an analog photo taken in May 1986.
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~ Michelle Hodkin ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an analog photo taken in May 1986.
© 2022 nightpoet – all rights reserved
“As Rilke observed, love requires a progressive shortening of the senses: I can see you for miles; I can hear you for blocks, I can smell you, maybe, for a few feet, but I can only touch on contact, taste as I devour.” ~ William H Gass