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Author: Xavier Ewald
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Drama - Published: 04-23-08 - Updated: 04-23-08 - Complete - id:2508588

you saw her
sitting on a wooden fence
beside a perfectly fit
iron park bench
laughing to a gentleman
with two blue eyes
and a statue-tight suit
so you go home covertly
to melt your love
like ice in a whisky glass
sweating dew
oh, it thins your blood



© Copyright 2008 Xavier Ewald (FictionPress ID:596574).


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