I wanted you to be here when I woke up. The smoothness of your skin and the suppleness of your mind fill my mouth when I dream. And I wake with sweetness on my lips. I have always been a lucid dreamer and you come in Technicolor. You come like sunset at Tara... and as God as my witness I never want to wake without you again. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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