I play in the dark. I press my fingers into now familiar places on Nina�s neck and there is a sweetness that somehow comes tripping out. And I close my eyes even to the moonlight. I wonder why it sounds so much better when no one else can see, and I want the whole world to hear. . 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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