find me in the wildflowers and follow madness into eternity
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
a word about marriage
the baggage of a thousand years
wrapped around a finger
will never
rival the feeling
of a tightly wound curl
around a finger
on a hot summer day
when there is nothing to do
but get lost in the clouds together
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