The day is young
and this sun has never shown so bright
and I have never been so cold
Your absence is ice
to this
y e l l o w
heart
So where are you now?
Melting between the pages
of my
m i n d
You're find a new route home
to me
So I breathe in this smoke
of this burning flesh
this burning paper
and I am comforted
by this inspiration
your
v o i c e
bares vanilla
and my nose is cold
and I
M
E
L
T
with you.
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Written May 27th, 2003
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Shhh
"Melting between the pages of my mind... You'll find a new route home: To me." You have such a creative style. Which, might I add, sets you apart from the other despondent love-poets. It's hard to stand tall in the masses, and you do it. Well. -Adrian
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icecubes anyone?
Wow, This is amazing...I love the way the words flow, in reading and visually....
M
E
L
T
...like the words melted down the page...good good good...I love everything you write.
*Why wish to be a fraction when you're already twice?
I love you! -Jena
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