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By greysky Date: 2005 Jul 04 Comment on this Work [[2005.07.04.12.56.29883]] |
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strange one might find during times of war with bombs in the air starting to fall upheavals in the world seem... so very small and the dust what chokes winds that howl and heat what kills what does matter than living thru a night love is by the wayside except it is all... what keeps one going the thoughts of nights alone verse being with just that alone the being with duck on down in chem-suit protect broiling in every slow breath waiting all clear or even death and so much seems so petty.... still yet i remember in the care of day to day who did what to who and all the rest when one only would wish to sit back and enjoy simple things cool water over ice a comforting presence along a side so little but far more than enough just these simple things for me right now this is love what i was burned slow away till dust is left and with this simple love deep in the night i awake and pull her sleeping close wrapped snug in my arms i sleep why would anyone need more |