the page is set; the ink is wet.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Connect.
I say 'I love you'
when you can't hear me
just for the fact
that it might reach.
Three-words-deep
in your mind,
they might touch you;
three little guards
at the door
of your dreams.
January 6, 2010
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