Form an argument out of something, the roof of your mouth and fireplaces. Feel the chimney. What am I talking about? It does not matter - listen - it really does not matter.
A glass of water please.
You give me that look and smile.
I am thinking of nothing, inhaling light.
This rain smells of memories.
God bless that smile on your face.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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