Monday, November 24, 2008

I L*ve You

An embrace between his and her concealment,
the sound of avowal caught behind their teeth.
The willow trees keep their secret obscure
In a place where release is left unsung.
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Anonymous said...

I really like this. . . aah! :-)

November 26, 2008 at 7:33 AM

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