Monday, March 8, 2010

2005, "Angel"

He turns on Shaggy and in return Shaggy turns us on. I'm so in love that my mouth feels glued together, all those words. Every move is another dream fulfilled, each touch a minor miracle. He is not yet mine, I not yet his, but we are walking that path.
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