and the trees seem to know.
the wild leaves seem tamed.
still.
even the dogs don't bark.
the dust settles.
the silence cuddles close.
a blink takes an hour
and a smile, about 3 years.
from the moment you catch me
to the moment you turn away
glowing.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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