there is time between sunflower
petals for laughter and sadness
and all of your better extremes

i sleep next to the sleepless,i
kiss their dreams away but neve
r their nightmares.they leave m

e with my eyes open always. i a
m one with the son and he may j
ust be yours, mothers & fathers

beware of the thunder and the l
ightning but worry more about t
he rain and the girl who dances

inside it.

03/18/2004

Author's Note: this doesn't have to make sense if it doesn't want to.

Posted on 03/18/2004
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