Articles by SiobhanM
Fishing for Boys
Dancing on, around or near to the ceiling, A slim, shapely lady. With her faceless silver, She is to and fro from me and she knows That I know her purpose. *** Lower, lower. Lower […]
Noses. Two noses, two little noses.
She opened her eyes, seeing her nose directly opposing his – almost, but not quite touching. Her breaths were shallow, as if even in sleep she had been aware of his proximity. She breathed through […]