Author: swan-scones PM
"My breath was the anaesthetic, the dentist's laughing gas."Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 69 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3064872
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Was the anaesthetic, the dentist's laughing gas,
The stuff that made you, a lithe, smooth weight of huge and sinister muscle,
Giggle and swoon. On the bed, the sheets of the operating table,
You stared at the ceiling like a
Dumb baboon, my drugged baby, as though your head was full of stars.
I saw then that my kiss would leave you with deep brain surgery scars.