Naked feet dance with blades of grass.
stuff written by jg
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Sunday, October 21, 2007
You Never Uncross Your Legs
You never uncross your legs
And it's all I ever think of.
Your skin
Is the smoothest, softest egg shell.
Why can't I crack you?
I taught you in a class
And everyone got an A+.
{for amber}
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