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By ladyinwaiting Date: 2003 Jul 23 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.23.08.08.15857]] |
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Lately my brain does not correspond with my fingers you could say I am finger-tied when I sit down to the keyboard but when I look into your eyes love prose just pour from my lips so freely without fear of what may roll out you know you are the sunrise of my morning flower of my day peace within my soul wind across my face blanket that warms me fire of my passion sometimes words are not needed there is this unspoken knowing that we share |