I tied my voice to the wind
and sent it to find you,
to mold the curves of your face,
to linger in your hair,
to trace my words
in your skin, so that you'd
know how much
I love you.
I tied my voice to the wind and sent it to find you, to mold the curves of your face, to linger in your hair, to trace my words in your skin, so that you'd know how much I love you. |
Devious Comments
Comments
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post-script
mere words can
transcend meaning
(what you think, and write, and say).
haiku becomes
a mantra becomes
the pattern for your day.
-praytell
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post-script
mere words can
transcend meaning
(what you think, and write, and say).
haiku becomes
a mantra becomes
the pattern for your day.
-praytell
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R.I.P. Gary C. Sheppard 1958-1998
Ilmaisia halauksia!! / Free hugs!!
Miksi naurat? Onko suomenkieleni niin kehnoa?
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