Post Liam

I want to stop the moment you touched my lips with yours, the moment of intimacy we've created. The magic you've made. The soothing warm breath that touched the back of my neck, the jovial arms that enclosed my torso and that magnificent chain of words you've lullabied



Sir Pök Déng said…
You wrote this when you were in your subconscious mind?

I bet you typed all those words with eyes half-lidded. Stoned high. The outcome is psychedelic, like Beetles's songs, or anything like that.
Jazica Albek said…
sir pok deng : i thought the same too.

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