Whistling in the wind...

Oct 29, 2003 17:13

I attach my heart to a paper aeroplane and sail it through your bedroom window, your light is dim and the sweet murmur of our song plays like ballerinas against your curtain. Piercing eyes appear from between the fabric that distances the outside world from your bedroom, scathing the garden for clues. I don't know why I stay hidden, I guess human ( Read more... )

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idyllicvampire October 29 2003, 15:52:28 UTC
Beautiful :)

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innocent_evil October 29 2003, 16:44:26 UTC
will you draw me a star for everyday?

x x x x x
you
pretty
little
poetry
princess
x x x x x

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threadwalker January 25 2005, 08:22:42 UTC
mmm- yes. I hope you don't feel intruded on. I beleive in cooinciding, but not "randomness" in any search, even if they call it that.

I ramble in my own posts rather than write- my writing is its own world for now. I won't even re-read a post, on principle- I try to keep it as if I were speaking, every stutter and typo intact, not to be called back.

I do appreciate beautiful words though.

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