Thursday, February 23, 2006

Laura-Marie Taylor

sleeping

After all the arguments are over,
look at the lines in my palm.

Hold me like a bundle of provisions.
Think about thunderstorm desert.

My heart is yours,
and my problems are yours also.

Think about how ferns look.
Think about how quiet it is.

1 Comments:

Blogger HardtravelingHero said...

Reading this makes me feel peaceful by the end. The fight is over, we've made up, and now we hold each other with nothing but calmness.

9:29 AM  

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