Saturday, March 20, 2010
73)
i.
sway, gentle movements
to the beat of the music.
steady breaths, eyes drifting
closed: you, there within arm's
reach: smiling, eyes endless
pools, my anchor in stormy
seas.
ii.
we have big, big
dreams, wide as
the midwestern
sky.
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