parenthetical (parenthetical) wrote in pillow_book, @ 2007-10-17 20:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | not a goddamn poem, pillow book |
(Before a tricky hunt where they went in unarmed and undercover. Tucked into the pocket of Sam's disguise.)
You're biting your lip.
Nervous. Pull you close and bite
It myself. You smile.