Guest guest Posted July 23, 2002 Report Share Posted July 23, 2002 Touching Your Funny Bone Someone asked: How do you keep up this flow of words? I said: What words? No one is speaking here. My mouth got itself high-jacked by the lips of Love. It has turned into bird wings. And flaps foolishly whenever love moves it. It is good to be this foolish. I have forgot how to be sensible. Sensible is for grown ups I am still growing, like a tree trying to tickle the sky. When my branches reach your funny bone tell me all your secrets. I promise to tell everyone of this great love we share. love eric _______________ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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