| Thursday, September 16, 2004 |
| Brazilian Haikú |
For the first time,
since that horrible day,
we had sex
and I did not run away.
If you had paid attention,
if you had placed your ears closer,
you would've heard
this perfect, selfish, lonely
earth's beat.
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posted by MORGAR @ 6:27 AM  |
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