Sunday, October 3, 2010

why we are alone

sure - let me suffer the light of the sunrise this morning just like that other morning with Fall and diesel fumes in the traveling air.

I met her again last night and remembered that day to her smoking nude on my back deck her perfect in the breeze and weak moonlight.

She remembered we were broke and far from home not a perfect moment of beauty and her curiosity cured hurried off to her life.

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