Run Mad as often as you choose, but do not Faint



Saturday, May 1, 2010

Remembering a Moment

Your hair lies in swirls about you
And threads tangle in my mind

A simple sigh lands
And drifts - the air I breathe

I touch your skin
With a shimmering hand

         It's funny, when reading some of my old journals tonight I came across several entries covering several months which pretty much all centered around some guy whom I didn't name (was I afraid of someone reading it?) and for the life of me, even with all the details and references I cannot figure out who I was talking about! I still can't!!
         Then I come across the above lines on a blank page with no reference at all and I know exactly who they are about...
    

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