Apr 01, 2004 16:12
If my breath could catch you
let my lungs burst with your air.
If my eyes could sketch you
Let them close on your lines.
If my mouth could drink you
Let your waters stream from my every pore.
If my heard could have you
let my blood laugh at it's luck.
((nothing new, squaredancing with michael, being bad at bowling...dying my hair.))
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