Sunday, November 28, 2004

I'm in a wrinkle.

When I'm in the wrinkle of your hand,
clutched close to your breast,
I want to be in the wrinkle of your hand clutched close to your lips.
I want to be in the wrinkle of your hand, in the range of your ear.
I want to be in the wrinkle of your hand.

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