rambling leia
rantings and ravings of a pathological digresser
Sunday, June 22, 2003
Empty
you are my nothingman, my no-where man,
endless lullaby, carresses your lips, lands on my fluttering lids,
be my all-surrounding man, my everywhere,everything man,
honey-filled sonnets, kiss my quivering lips,
let it be forever....
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