different pianos.

Oct 18, 2005 23:36


the sunlight and your fingers dance among leaves and over keys like lovers on the evening lawn at a dinner party that won't be finished until the last tired guest drains his glass and staggers home. leaving you both alone on the porch. words and mouths spill into hair and over cheeks like a thick bearded musician sits in his chamber at the piano ( Read more... )

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the_monkeys_esc October 19 2005, 23:21:52 UTC
you are an amazingly talented writer. among other things.

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