amazingly well constructed and has the flow of mountain stream- smooth and poem is elegant and exotic. it is a longing and yet a dismissal- like letting something/one go that you never had but so desperately wanted. and you wistfully think "but maybe...?" and then reason rears her ugly head "but no!" So you bow your head ceding victiory to logic and loose all hopes of any sort of handsome reward.

Reason is a nasty wench. and logic is a whore.

this truly is one of my favorites of yours.

You review too much. Your like some sort of omnipresent thing. This is very good though. I like this alot, as all of them i like. Its almost as if they all are one and they keep finishing and starting themselves making a bigger whole. Perhaps.

kai

Very Amazing.

Alyson Grant )-