orgami's Diaryland Diary

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fiction

remember
when i first caressed
the soft line of your
jaw

the hours on the
telephone

close my eyes
a thousand miles
from here

our warm bodies
in that cool room
fog from the valley
the cassette playing
through

"Unhappy Girl"
and dancing candlight
kiss each
fingertip lightly

i could
and had
fallen

through your soft
and teary eyes

kiss
definition

a pale collarbone

...O...

11:22 p.m. - 2007-04-14

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