old, old chinese mingled in your shadows
chasing itself into dream depths
festoons fading in the rays of your childtime embrace
a change of line and motion within the hours of your eyes.
it's easy to dream... but i have nightmares.
Showing posts with label [written when 17]. Show all posts
Showing posts with label [written when 17]. Show all posts
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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