Sunday, November 8, 2009

overheard from underwater:


"there, no,

no songs on palms---
and,
no, no inclinations to be interpreted
i didn't

said

your heart, no---
it.... mine,

summertime;

it was cold, no


shouldn't be fr--

you could bre-


(dilute)

i told you, a song between our eyes were,
a fr--

can't.

come over love,

my only r--

to c,
to share f.,
to contr. in. one mind,
an. understanding, days.
a r- u.w, to ---- home.
if you could recall, the rain coming,
you could,

rest---
a
-ea-e

a q-i---
p;;;;

tell your m-r
i am g-


to your wishes,"

she said.

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