L’Amour

April 25, 2009 § Leave a comment

There will be another time
A different space to waste
Questions strung like clothes
Reek of unwashed doubt
Reason shivers silently
Wit abandoned to fancy
Arms, lips and glances
Tangle heart strings
Brittle silver green, pale.
Maybe some other time

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