By B.K.
Date: 2004 Jun 30
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Sky Trickles

It's a pin prick sky
My mind running from the rain
While tucked neath my heart
Kissed vice grip tight
Lies one power-packed Terabyte
Of deepest wild devotion
So let it rain on my parade
Let them try to pull
The passion at its corners
It's a prick proof shield
Still waiting to yield
To my Darlins
True love and deep emotion