Wednesday, November 21, 2007
a poem (not haiku) but seriously now, a love poem
WISHES I wish to weave words and wear light, she said I could only think of how she gave up, gave in... lost her virginity in a ritual, in a far-off land still, her words remained pure and virgin I called her name everyday, my password; she told me not to forget my strength Was I vulnerable like a...
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