I Think I Love You More Than Chocolate
I’m not going into this
So blind I can’t see,
But when you position me
Across cotton territories
I fumble at the seams
Overwhelmed in us
As we shake the cobwebs free
To drift lazily into autumn dreams
Leaving ghost of summer past,
Clutching at layers of fabric
I slip the silk shift
Over unsightly permanent scar
Wickedly chasing shooting stars.
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Tuesday 18th December 2007 5:14 pm
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