Friday, April 3, 2009


She was a thunder storm.
He was a spring rain.
She made love,
while he fell into it.
He whispered truths
while she sang lies.
She was s
pent,
but he spent time.

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6 comments:

A "cheery" disposition said...

wonderful words

Emily Parobek said...

i really like this

Zachary Levickas said...

hm. i like. it makes me think.

Эндий said...

i miss you

planned confusion said...

shelby says she doesn't have it.
i miss you darling!

anowe.

<33

stuckinabadplace said...

strong and simple words, very poetic