Wrapped around me, in layers and drapes, lay words and phrases and alphabet shapes. They kiss my ears, my toes and my arms, keeping me tickled and happy and warm.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Words for when there are none
Just another drop in your puddle of sympathy doesn't seem too important to me but maybe to you it means the world and if you wanted me to I would rain only for you.
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Very nice. I think it's similar to the type of poetry I write, if you don't mind me saying so.
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