idiosyncracies
By kay a
your words jump up at me making me feel their meaning they have their own life their own soul they run around the page whispering sweet nothings making me afraid of what to write next i tremble as i read the melodic eccentricities in each electronic message sending me to a place i'd never thought i'd be words have soft voices when they are sweet talking blinking eyes at me changing colors at times with corresponding backgrounds to follow the theme and they make me feel so good your words your heart from miles away Written September 28th, 2001 © on Sep 28 2001 02:31 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"your words jump up at me..."