Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Asheville Porcelain Repair

Guess

Love is a cloud that is formed with the fume of sighs
if the cloud vanishes, love is a fire that shines in
lovers' eyes
thickens when the headwinds

can become a sea that grows with the tears of the lover.
And what is love if not that crazy
mild bitterness that suffocates
a sweetness that relief? Well

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