fish_on_a_hook yummychuckle a flirting steady blue stare imprisons my impaired judgement. I'm reeled in like a fish on a hook, gasping for breath and jumping into moments. My thoughts flop around haphazardly as his hand slides around my body. The surface of my skin tingles with scandal. His eyes scintilate with excitement and drown me with refreshing allure. His tongue traces my lips with seasoned skill and his peircings glide softly on my skin. I give in and wrap my arms around him. breathing him in. 010922 ... ClairE At Annika's birthday party, Mike Bloom told us about a boy in his poetry class who wrote an ode to a fish. In the poem, a hook got caught in the fish's neck, and it was released back into the flowing stream. When Mike pointed out that there was a possibility that the fish might not survive, the writer became greatly distraught. People surprise you. I've got to give the little buggers that. 020109 ... unhinged i've been hanging by my feet dangling thrashing lying still waiting for you to release me your little barbs ensnared in my heart creating little puddles of blood under my eyes i have waited so long to be snagged waited so long to be let go waited for anything but this but i think my gyrations tangled your line a little irritation your nimble fingers can fix later but i could take away those few precious minutes curse me you have already left gaping holes in my hungry lips 020109 ... farmfish swimming free caught once, everyone is. fortunate you are if you is letted go, but swim fast swim free and choose the deep dark water. learn what dangles from the hook what strikes the water and never be catched again. 020110 ... carne de metal Like money from home. 020209 what's it to you? who go blather from