Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The small things make it worthwhile,
broken drill bits and four chocolates between the two of us.
I loved the way we laughed as we cleared out the corners.

Our skin shook the air
loud like thunder
our turbulence took flight.
We are stormy weather
eating through the sky.
It rained for hours
& by morning I could almost move.
This is the kind of thing you don't recover from.

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