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
Friday, November 07, 2008
Z
Retire into beds
Into nothingness
A relationship with words coming to an end
Maybe it can dress up as something new and become attractive once more
But now
It is simply 'goodbye'.
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