w.i.p. (edited with complete version)
you drank from my pool.
we needed more growth
I didn't know silence spilt during alder rain
in linen drab
i cradle my core
I keep it, for us... in a lockbox with gilded trim
weren't we so tired?
I need a good note to end the night on
Last edited by OceanAndSilence; 02-08-2010 at 08:52 AM.
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