I've seen old men crying at their own gravesides |
Saving gestures for later use |
The Red Badge of Gayness |
BrevityQuest07 |
Why I write |
all I want to be is holding your hand |
How to give a hug |
You touched me when I needed to be touched, and for that I will hold you in my heart forever |
Skin hunger |
personal space |
when you're ready to touch me again |
At least he was gentle |
Cooties |
There is nothing more dangerous than a bored sociopath |
Raffi |
In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch |
Crying in American college males |
Death is the saddest thing in the world, because life is the most beautiful |
Touch the Puppy |
Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves |
The Everything Editor's Job |
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful. |
A man is known by the company he keeps. |
Noli me tangere |