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Everyday You Play

October 27, 2007

My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees. 

– Pablo Neruda

Sigh. I’m in love, all over again. Poet tip-off: Vetti. Read more here!

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  1. October 30, 2007 8:17 AM

    Beautiful 🙂 RD gets to go over to Tokyo late November. I wish I could see the cherry blossoms in Japan but don’t know if they bloom around that time. But still, me want to walk down a long road lined with cherry blossoms.

    And who is this lucky dawg who has charmed you so much ? 🙂 Does he know that you like him so much 🙂 ?

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