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Oct 05, 2005 12:09

i wake to the scent of swimming pools on my fingers, like a bouquet of chloroform i brought myself in my sleep on the eve of some surprise St. Valentine's Day ( Read more... )

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millingroark October 5 2005, 17:22:00 UTC
mon cher, je t'aime

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schaufemweg October 5 2005, 21:26:34 UTC
et je t'adore, ma chère. si tu me manques tellement, que les mots qui seraient capables de mesurer ton absence. j'ésperè que tu vas bien aussi?

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heart-skips anonymous October 6 2005, 00:46:32 UTC
How nice to hear you singing with joy...It makes me want to wag my tail! I have sent a paper moth your way, and its hinge-wings should have it hovering over your mailbox no later than tomorrow. I can only hope it finds you in the same mood as today. You may be right about the bees, though in my research on interpretation they seem to signify a happy and productive working relationship of some kind. Or perhaps you just passed the baton (whip?) as you rounded the track, and my Sudafed and Marquez and ? made up the difference. I haven't forgotten the smell though, and it wafts to me in the most unexpected places...Maybe I should eat more, I'm getting a little schlimm. ;) Working on a new painting, hope you will dig it. Fermina's Girlish Figure.

XOX,
Lo

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