it still haunts me...
the surreal experience of biting into a fresh, juicy peach while walking the streets of europe.
the squirt of juice when you take your first bite
the wind in your face while the tangy sweetness tickles your tongue
the noise and bustle of the streets while the firm morsel slides down your throat
and, looking to wash or wipe the last vestiges of stickiness off your hands and lips
the squirt of juice when you take your first bite
the wind in your face while the tangy sweetness tickles your tongue
the noise and bustle of the streets while the firm morsel slides down your throat
and, looking to wash or wipe the last vestiges of stickiness off your hands and lips
posted by J at 10:37 PM
2 Comments:
street walker?!! >.<
elaine: thanks man! we spent the evening sitting at BK having a great girl talk session. and we really missed u and von w. nvm, next girl talk session scheduled during sleepover.
anonymous: huh?
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