This is a risk,
to say the least,
but I think I love the sky.
I think it sounds alright,
to me.
I think I love the summer,
and I'm only now coming to terms with it.
It makes sense, though.
I think I love the night,
its comfortable.
It doesn't hug me,
and it doesn't reassure me.
It just lets me feel ok.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
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