In through the nose
Electric fire
And solemnity
I am cold
And ambivalent
Tasting transparency
In your words
Your expressions
I am perfect in this moment
And not the other way around
Sharp like lightening
I am crisp and clean
And breathe your lies
With each exhalation
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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mmm... intriguing.
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