Can your carresses be compared to
afternoons overflowing with torrential showers
readily drowning the loneliness from the skies?

Kisses of errant sunset firestorms
enticing abandoned depths of the soul
yearning to be explored in entirity
so long as this weather isn't stormed

12/17/2003

Author's Note: Apparently my car keys look like something completely different from what they are. I don't see it myself, but somebody does.

Posted on 12/18/2003
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