My Ode to Dorothy Parker
When the rain had started
I was not awake to see
And when the clouds were parted
My darling, so were we
posted by C @ 11:17
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Where Ironic Comes to Die
worms are the words but joy's the voice/ down shall go which and up come who/ breasts will be breasts thighs will be thighs/ deeds cannot dream what dreams can do/ time is a tree (this life one leaf)/ but love is the sky and i am for you/ just so long and long enough
Monday, October 17, 2005
I was not awake to see
And when the clouds were parted
My darling, so were we
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Sounds like Dorothy had a good night...
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