Without it, desire is just a memory that one forgets.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 17 November, 2011
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 17 November, 2011
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 17 November, 2011
Clouds drift atop the stimulus of life
– mindlessly numb voyeurs –
blindly present
yet
vaporously absent from blame
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 17 November, 2011
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 15 November, 2011
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 15 November, 2011
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 5 November, 2011