Wednesday, August 02, 2006

A Stroke of Genius

Me: my love
my turtledove
how long must i wait?
to hear that cooing sound u make
or the little flutter of ur arms as u flap them around?
ah, my turtledove
I miss thee truly
She: missed me terribly?
Me: Ah u ask that question as if u did not know the answer my love
I pine for u every single moment we're apart
can u not see it in my eyes?
can u not hear it in my voice?
can u not feel it in the way i shake my bum when ur around?
Sometimes I crack myself up.

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