an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Saturday, July 31, 2004

My Love

Two different personalities
Both need the same nurishment
That's why we could talk until our mouths turn to dust

I discover you everyday
And learn to love an exotic flavor
That made me wince only days before

The secret to happiness is not in seeking perfection
But in discovering it where you least expected



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