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By darwin Date: 2007 May 23 Comment on this Work [[2007.05.23.18.32.29407]] |
| in the quiet, in the night i wait for you. hearts signed softly traced with melancholy. distance and years between love and last, last of the times when smiles came easy. or easy enough without old memories. there are no memories yet. but the echo of your touch, your pull. tidal motions drawing me back toward your skin. slicked sweet from summer heat. i would trace my tongue across you. map you against my hands to remember how to come back to you. if only for a smile. |