hope it rains all night, all day
for you to see each scribble that lay
Thursday, February 17, 2005
*untitled V*
...for words are intertwined to mankind the humble abode of floating emotions; the wings of dearly kept sentiments, and the bloom in the garden of Amaranths.
3 Comments:
You've changed a few things about your blog.
New poem too? I like this one.
8:00 AM
:) abstract... just loved this one
5:27 AM
I hope you don't mind, but I'm linking to you.
http://wordsmovepeople.wordpress.com/
8:45 AM
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