Guest guest Posted December 8, 2005 Report Share Posted December 8, 2005 We are as empty as the Wind, As Silent as Winter snow In our pure hearts of Love. The rest is all mind chatter Squirreling away Time To make amends. To make do. The Ideal Lover is Unknown... This is how we break the fast... Inside our morning bodies, Dancing and singing silent wind, Winter-winged, Made heavy with crystalline teardrops. Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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