The kisses of the day lack darkness
Nights turn kisses into little arrows
the bow is still vibrating from the shot
Was this what I wanted, this passion?
I don't know, it didn't ask, it just came
there it was, unexpected lodger in
the home that's me
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-07-11 13:25:25
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