Thursday, August 18, 2005

Love story quaint

soaring in the breeze
from wings of your thoughts
stars and the moon tease
as do bobbing sea borne yachts

happy at this love story quaint
mom wonders who he is
disbelieving, screams to a faint

at the sight of towels 'His' and 'His'

:)

1 Comments:

Blogger heretic said...

Oh you meanie! This was really good. Damn, can't get over the thought! :))

August 18, 2005 2:19 pm  

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