orgami's Diaryland Diary

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The typewriter in rythymn
sitting in the chair
the lamp throwing light
and night black as a cat

came up slowly and put your
arms about my shoulders
pressed against my back
and kissed my head

drew my hair through your
fingers and left

The ribbons of time flowing
like inked silk

when time stood still for
a moment and the paper
was fresh as new snow

10:11 a.m. - 2010-10-30

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