Orange is the Colour of Word
Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration. - Carl Sandburg
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Perfection
It's so lovely not to try
to just know
exactly how I feel about
you and how you feel about
me and to think about
how
I am going to leap into
your welcoming arms
open wide as a smile
as fast as a Porsche
let loose on the autobahn
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