I go to the top of the street, I go to the bottom of the street, I look to the sky, my lips are dry....
Marked upon my skini taste the pain of blossom;now i breathe freely.
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I like both of thoseI think I can feel new wordsPresenting notions.Deep in winter's depths,peaceful passage, man and dog.Warm light, for a while There's an image to go with it. http://www.flickr.com/photos/dragondrop/354088949/
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Marked upon my skin
i taste the pain of blossom;
now i breathe freely.
Damn. Out Haiku'd. 1:0 to PM
Rev.
I like both of those
I think I can feel new words
Presenting notions.
Deep in winter's depths,
peaceful passage, man and dog.
Warm light, for a while
There's an image to go with it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/dragondrop/354088949/
Post a Comment