Sunday, November 8, 2009
There is no place
There is a place
Wherein lie i
No breath, No Warmth, No Love, No sigh.
No reason to warrant expectation
No need for promise or thought of forever
No seed to be spilled
In lovelorn corridor
Like lovesick mooncalf, lost in the sky
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