Friday, June 25, 2004

Naked next to one another while under a pristine white sheet

It’s all in the timing.

 

I’ve scanned the waters and scanned the skies.

I’ve forgiven those present who told white lies.

I’ve scanned my mind, I’ve scanned the land.

Still, there is no reason at hand.

 

Excellent sex is timing and desire divided by history.

 

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