Our minds love to contemplate, create, debate at all hours. A playground not found on maps - an abstract playground. But it depends on YOU to allow it to play. Awaken your mind!
Monday, October 16, 2006
Hands
The day, when you offered meyour hand, as we walked near the creek, felt "perfect" ...... drvodka06
2 comments:
i like this poem. It reminds me of a lot of things
=P
S.x
Saturnyne,
it's always nice to remember pleasant moments
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