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, December 16, 2007
Warm Intentions
When this all started
We used to kiss with our eyes closed
And now
We both keep one eye open
To make sure one of us
Isn't trying to stab the other in the back.
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