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Sunday, February 15, 2004


   A Poem, I guess.
Silken shadows linger in a sunless grove like the frozen shade consuming my mind. The moonlight that frays its edges whispers into my consciousness. Eternally caressing warm skin with cool hands, running its fingers over dusty wings. The somberliquid mercury light splashes over the delicate pallor of an out reached hand, dripping into every crease and pour, ambrosia of the sun's reflection. Softly corrupting my thoughts as the breath of parallel universes speaks lightly into my mouth, sliding its rough tongue over my lips; kissing me deep and hard. I sink my teeth into the flesh of this unseen love of mine, this lost image of a universe unknown to the physical eye. I love you.
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