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By j. knipp Date: 2005 Jul 17 Comment on this Work [[2005.07.17.04.36.18981]] |
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Happiness is a rustic bungalow stowed in the verdant Vermont hills... Where good friends and pine trees are equally enveloping. Excitement is the vital air and strewn scraps of stars flanking a wooded path. And the benign fear of a reflection in the gloom, (interrupted as the boogey-man's eyes.) Majesty is a twenty-minute trek up... but at its apex streches centuries. Lust is the burning spirits in my belly and rosy spirits of the hearth. Contentment is the touch of my lover when all around is cricket song and spangled sky. |