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@ 25/03/2006 – 01:00:06
besmirching a cirrus-strewn sky
six rings chosen to deny
silence suffocates like cumulus in the ascendency
splitting the day, extremes in residency
what sounds now for the mind on tenter-hooks?
rumble of passing cars to be read like books?
as light touches ark turning blue
midday's port-of-call affords renew
familiarity override alienates isolation
the feelings a causeway and heart a tide,
emotional dam plugging away energy like sap
thirsting for you to bridge the widening gap
wensum24
ohh, wicked...hahaha...well, I can manage a smidgen of vodka with lemon and honey, sounds good?
It sounds ! It really sounds ! you actually put feelings in words that sound and don't betray what they carry...
Vs κtes Monsieur un grand concertiste en plus de tout le reste !!!
Sacrι Ed !
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Sounds like you could use some vodka! lol Ok, since you can't have any...I'll drink it for you (nice of me huh?)