Tuesday, July 15, 2008

eight, seven or eight

I almost went to bed
without remembering
that it is nine o'clock

I pickup my blackberry, searching for a white magnolia in it
or a green ocean
without remembering
that it is nine o'clock

and how i kissed you then, when was it
eight, seven or eight
and you kissed me
shy as though I'd
never been your lover

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