Tuesday, September 30, 2003

Christ I...
See
Marriage in your hands
Time spans
Tin cans
Not making noise on my car
But yours.

Fear of bliss
Life's first kiss
Get the gist
Quintessential.

The spinach on your finger suggest
A healthy life.

I’m not partial

Central Park played
Moonlight's gaze
Commitments haze

Make a note
MENtal
I relate
I escape
Pick out drapes

Maybe one shade is enough.


No thanks, I’ll take them all.


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