I am thirsty for poetry.
Sometimes thirst is good.
Otherwise, what's to quench?
I long to walk.
Sometimes longing is good.
Otherwise, what's there to be with?
I love you.
Sometimes loving is good.
Otherwise, nothing.
Loving is always good.
That's one before sleeping. Night folks.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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