Thursday, February 23, 2006

Laura-Marie Taylor


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.


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.

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