by Many Feathers
But after reading it, all I could think about was how you spelled MIchaelangelo was to words and not one, and Sistine Chapek improperly. You made this beautiful comparison, and then killed it for me. USA
Very well written, not just about two people fucking..as many stories are now days. I found your descriptions beautiful.
this is not a story. its an eternal poem. i believe this deserves to be read by all who study english literature as graduates.
dying with a smile,if thats not a happy ending then i dont know what is .i hope, i am lucky enough.(well we can only hope)
Alright, once it got to the deathbed part, I realized there was no rational explanation for it being his most memorable and apparently last love. And it being a cheat? And, while you can go nearly eternally describing something, it has to, in my book, go in some direction. A wake from a hungover state after consuming psychoactive drugs can be interesting if it's making progress to gaining sense...otherwise it's a psychonaut blog. This stayed a bit too long; it could have used a chop happy editor's hand.
I just wanted to know more. Was she married when this occurred? How long had they been having this tryst?