#555. short story

January 30, 2013

he said, the first time i look into your eyes
i must know that these eyes
may also be the last eyes
i see before the gift
is given to me.
she asked, what gift?
death.
then may i hold your hand?

#554. swan

January 15, 2013

swan
how is it
you left me
here on this earth
alone and remembering
tears are not just salt water
they are the sea

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