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[treehouseblues]

I miss innocence. Or, at least, the ability to know the difference and the desire and will-power to choose what's not tainted. Where are the giggles and dancing in the rain and kisses on the nose. Dandelions from the yard making hearts swell. Cheesy poems and love notes. Growing old makes you cynical; experience makes you cold. I don't want to be

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[mrkite15]

I don't believe any of that for a second.

[treehouseblues]

It's what I've found to be true.

Amber Playing on a Cold Day in September

[urielx]

she felt the innocence in a child's laugh
consumed by the mundane,
making it everything

for a moment

she found warmth in a child's giggle,
trickling toward a wooly-worm,
as it escaped her parted lips.

Re: Amber Playing on a Cold Day in September

[treehouseblues]

Ahh. I adore you, Ian.

=)