edge of the world
11-14-2016, 08:25 PM
He is shining and strong against the fading light of day. There's something about Poser that's positively electric, brilliant. He is bold today. Some of the fire, some of the charm, it's returning to the shadow. He would be a mad king today. Mad as a hatter, but hell. All the best people were. Mad and bright, brilliant and strong. There's something about the way he moves across the ground. Poser is a shadow, cutting through the light like a hot knife. It feels beautiful. He feels beautiful. There's nothing that matches nights like this. And there's nothing that matches Poser. Handsome, brilliant. So brilliant. If only there was someone he could charm, someone he could pass his time with. Fluid grace couldn't be stopped, couldn't be held down. All he wants is someone to keep him close. Someone to... ah. Well. You know, he won't go into detail. Poser is too classy for that. There are no men like Poser. Only him. poser breathy way of saying my name |