Talk to me of horses, the young man says, thin locks of blonde matted on a sweaty brow, flashes of blue that fade as eyes

Talk to me of horses, the young man says, thin locks of blonde matted on a sweaty brow, flashes of blue that fade as eyes
Originally posted on One Woman's Quest II:
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Originally posted on The Wandering Armadillo:
so frail now your fingertips in mine supported gently parchment paper skin venous rivers slow, tepid within .. as…
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