(Self Dialog Out Loud) smile, laughter, confusion.

yes i smile, in embarassment
little grrl things im so uncertain
something ive never felt before
and shyness, blushing through my skin.
your laughter, and confusion rises.
what laughter rises from small kisses?


lost, i walk my own soul in contemplation.

08/17/2003

Author's Note: it is now 2005, i wish to feel this once more, without the knowledge of what happens every single time. I lose.

Posted on 02/23/2002
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