Sunday 4/02/2006 11:00:00 PM

Listen as the moment pauses to let us breathe again. Listen as I fall into you, lost, but wanting it.

Every instance challenges what I believe. What I've come to accept.

No beginnings. Only ends.

No hours except for the one where I am alone.

Listen as the words stutter from my fingertips. Knowing they will never grasp what it is they've tried to touch.


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