i knew no color except the one captured in your eyes,
knew no air until your breath stirred upon my neck,
i knew no sound until i heard your voice...
i enjoyed being us more than i like being me.
i'm starving and your love is a restaurant
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
2 Comments:
This reminds me of someone.
BH
sorry you had to starve for so long.
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