honey our paperdreams don't have enough space to burn between these hands of mine and yours
if you've forgotten the reason for
brushstrokes of sky
when your papermind shrivels up and
neglects
turn the other side and
dip your pen
-the ink is still in your head
Poetry by summerbreeze
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Written on 2006-11-25 at 01:18
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