1:33 A.M. by MELISSA FRY BEASLEY I'm awake Thinking about the shape of the feel of building the need of your tempting lips. Would they be hummingbirds hovering the languid temptation of a...
Tag: august
Autumn by MELISSA COOK She reminds me of Autumn. Leaves flushed in the most beautiful ways, cherry like her heart - sweet and sometimes sour, gold yet always silver. I'd paint her as a...