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By whisper Date: 2004 Jan 22 Comment on this Work [[2004.01.22.19.31.6354]] |
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the canine yells ring with truer animosity in the winter air galloping swift and viscious through the frozen night those wordless monosyllables of hatred and fear saying what i, in all my verbosity, cannot express the dogs of december my voice.....for i havent one of my own spring tarries in another land while winter sends the chill night air to embrace me and carry to my ears the endless barking of love lost a constant piercing reminder of all i never had cause its so much harder when the temperature drops when a warm body to hold is so inviting let the sun rise eternal and warm the frozen earth burning away my desire with the swealtering fire but i wander in the cool summer nights and think how sweet love would be in the honey suckle twighlight when the air hangs heavily passionate like a sultry kiss ripe with desire each season has its yearnings whether love is a cool drink of water or a hot cup of tear i'll never satiate my thirst. |