Amidst these shores of silence -- set your sails
Cross the mountains,
Walk to this path which blossoms at the corner of my mouth
Your naked feet - on fallen flowers
Your ankles - in their fragrance
Come sit closer
Fiery, deep , in abundance.
Let lips - soften lips
as the world goes by.
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
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