Tuesday, August 10, 2010

A Rambling on Whispers

I want you near
To invent me a game
Where sparks fly like shooting stars
Where each new morning 
Brings new love.

Whisper my love,
Say that you will.

1 comment:

  1. were in a sparkler factory
    testing them its the late late shift
    maybe we shouldnt even be there
    but the sparks are a flyin

    crazy kids...