By Hank Christian
Date: 5 July 2000
Embrassant La Flamme (Kissing the Flame)
Embrassant La Flamme
"Une argile empote assis le soleil toujours serons une argile empotes. Informatique deviens irais la chaleur blanche du fourneau porcelaine."
--Mildred W. Struven
La chaleur blanche du votre chéri
Fais mon esprit chose précieux
Et beau.
Viens immédiatement maine, mon aimes, que je peux embrasser encore la flamme.
Rough Translation:
Kissing The Flame
"A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It
has to go through the white heat of the furnace to become
porcelain."
--Mildred W. Struven
The white heat of your love
Has made my spirit something precious
And beautiful.
Come to me now, my love, that I may kiss the flame again.
7.05.00 * Hank *
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