It's been too long since I sat so close to a woman and my first impulse is to move away.
Will Christopher BaerMy face is still marked with Henry's blood and I bend over this boy as if I'm taking a drink from a fountain in the park. I brush his nearly dead lips and they are dry as the back of my hand. His tongue barely touches mine and pulls away like a thief and oh Lucy if you had only asked me for this.
Will Christopher BaerOpen your eyes, boy. Your eyes. Open your eyes and no more turn aside and brood.
Will Christopher BaerMots clés brooding
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