Friday, December 30, 2005
When Naked Space Aligns
Mark me off, a line to cross, a space between, one not lost. Kiss the lips where love has left, bereft of hope, a boulder cleft. Bolder than brave courage, strong though boldest won, could not last long if like foreplay that came too soon it spent itself without attun- ing to the post- coital regret...
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