bed_tangles wandering stars I like the way the sheets grab at my ankles and twist around my body so I lay tangled in my bed and smelling dream on my pillow in the morning. I hate the way I have to wake up every morning. 030204 ... constella I feel your arms (like slithering snakes) as they wrap gently around first so soft (like a gentle breeze) but five fingers slip where one once was and you die in my arms at my hands Wandering Stars- email me. I like your shit. The above is something shitty and ad hoc done by me, but I think you have something going for you and would enjoy seeing more of what you have. 82288@mindless.com 030930 what's it to you? who go blather from