Shiver An earthquake rolls across her skinShiver by `Amberlouie
as green curtains reserve a space
for construction -
he looks at splattered bed sheets
and cradles a small shiver.
He inhales, holds the breath. Hands
calloused by supermarket boxes grip
the railing. Cord of blood and sweat
fused into life is taken into other,
more precise palms.
A hand on his shoulder whirls
him around - birth is burdened
into his arms. Black curls smell sweet.
He feels her hand envelope his as he
leans forward to kiss the wailing temple
turned an angry shade of red. She's
whisked away - to wash and dry.
A statue of bones -
becomes a colossal collapse.
Euphoric 
I've been really busy with uni and all sorts of things!
DDDD
I don't remember did I mentioned about my book project. One famous finnish writer got interested about my writing skills. YAY! ^^ Maybe someday I see my own book in stores. Well I think you told me about it a long time ago, but I figured you have changed the plotline quite a bit since then. Tell me all about it! It sounds really really awesome ;D
and I hope everything is still great! 
Sta.sh
