smoking out the car window

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Saturday, October 16, 2004

Your breath like mist

my scientist

your theories

still unproven.

Free your mind

my glass, your wine

Pour your soul

into my cupped hands,

waiting and thirsty.

Gaze.

And bid me

Search your eyes

with mine.

From dawn to dusk

From dusk to dawn

My heart,

your feet have tread upon.

supernovva +
9:36 PM