Wednesday, July 27, 2011


Small brows frame the top of a small face, big blue eyes below the brows. An Italish nose lies between and below the eyes. And two rosebud lips. The upper one thin, the lower one full. Quite a balancing act has this face.

I am tired of adding six to the time here. It matters no's time to stop.

A human, two hours old, is sitting 3 feet away from me. And I feel like I've known her for a century.

I am ready to be golden and lie in a river, current whisking me round.

My digit is naked.

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