Friday, 26 September 2008

  • Tid Bits

    Written: 10:20 p.m.
    NOTE: Whim.

    Music has a way
    with emotion, though I find
    with you I play flats.

    ~

    Cookie cutter way
    with words, your honey coated
    sonnets won't win me.

    ~

    Bring me flowers made
    of paper, 'cause your little
    labors won't wither.

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