Thursday, September 4, 2008

Withdrawl Symptoms Of Saccharin

's over the summer .... how sad!

Finite Vacation I'm interested in what I most like to do .... write.
and how to do better if not devoting my thoughts to my best friend Mare?



The last caress of the summer



... Immersed in your warm freshness of September,
let me wrap from your turns blue ...
lulled me rocking in the infinite time elusive.
A timid ray of sun touches my
stroking with so heat
seems healthy ...
seems to want to kiss my skin still amber,
last time
like a tender lover before you go.
close my eyes and then I get drunk with the scent
almost sensual
that stuns me and keeps me company

rumpled hair caressing her face.
So also its breeze greets me
crystal clear water and my feet
on the soft golden sand ...
Hello Summer ...


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