Thursday, November 18, 2004

Poem of the Day:

On the Couch

We sat for hours,
On a couch.
Wine glass to wine glass,
Oh how time passed.
I drank and smoked myself to death,
As we chatted about relationships, music and love.

Red, Rose and White.
In your arms I spent a good part of the night.
Before finally passing out,
On the couch,
With you.
An hour later I awoke,
To find you'd smuggled yourself,
Into my heart.

Tim'04

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