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| For Vanessa, of an evening. by Nirk Firkle 01/15/2003, 1:07pm PST | ||||
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| Your teeth are not pearls
that is your only flaw. Only old language describes you your black brows are swan wings Your black hair a nightly ocean this old language used for goddesses is yours. I am not interested in love if such as you can be loved at all. You belong in your gallery of art my eyes admire you helplessly. What excites me is your beauty in itself. I am a fan to cool you with the evening air of my chit-chat. What excites me is your beauty, its question mark, its glance to the side - does not see me watching. Or perhaps it does. |
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For Vanessa, of an evening. by 01/15/2003, 1:07pm PST  Re: For Vanessa, of an evening. by 01/15/2003, 8:20pm PST Re: For Vanessa, of an evening. by 01/15/2003, 10:32pm PST Re: For Vanessa, of an evening. by 01/15/2003, 11:24pm PST Couplets for v's Vanessa by 01/15/2003, 11:51pm PST |
