Her legs whispered into my ear: "Where are we going with this?"
My eyes responded: "To hell, if we don't stop kidding ourselves."
She gasped her agreement.
I didn't like that this was the only conversation we shared
Outside of the:
how's the weather
But we had long since understood that... WORDS were useless
To our kind
We who spend our days pontificating to the rabble
To keep them sated.
No, our conversations were steeped in sweat.
Oh! For more though...
Tracy j H