This evening marks the beginning...

By SluG

I can paint you an oil canvas painting with the prettiest field of wheat grass...where we can run forever and never tire out...and we can fly...up into the clouds
and run the clouds into our lungs as we fly higher and higher...it feels like...

...a blanket when you cover your head to ward off the boogeyman...you dont know if it will work, but somehow, it always does...it sounds like...

...the most beautiful peice of music that cant express the weakness my head feels every day from day dreams of you...

the love from one swan to another is said to be eternal...like ours...

...Estelle...

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Copyright 2005 SluG
Published on Monday, March 28, 2005.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: .. *sigh*.. Did you know that I absolutely adore you?

  • SluG On Tuesday, March 29, 2005, SluG (35)By person wrote:

    I honestly want to hug you, you make me feel like I do sooo good with my poetry, not bad for a 17 yr. old kid huh? lol ~S.

  • Sin On Monday, March 28, 2005, Sin (1135)By person wrote:

    wow...this was lovely...so tender and touching

  • Sin On Friday, January 26, 2007, Sin (1135)By person wrote:

    this still makes me sigh and smile..i cant believe this doesnt have more comments

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