a trepid touch ignites ashes
on washed
skin,
like a stream
of dreams
untainted and flowing
towards no clear
ending-
to find pleasure in
the gentlest
of ripples.
hands in the garden
reflection + romance + release
a trepid touch ignites ashes
on washed
skin,
like a stream
of dreams
untainted and flowing
towards no clear
ending-
to find pleasure in
the gentlest
of ripples.
hands in the garden 