Thursday, June 30, 2011

Your feet quieter than a shadow
are gently troading over the shallow
I've been waiting for so long at
a sudden I thought:
"here with my entire life along".
And then the rain came
smoothly down over our scar-tissued skin.
But our shoulder overtired
by the wicking love
I get my body entire faired
cleanig out all of your pins.

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