My love
You
want
to marry
me
You
think
Are
you
sure
I
love
you
intensely
I revel
in
your
desire
for
me
I
long
for you
hourly
I
too
wish
our
life
wasn't
measured
in
drams
and
drops
Droplets
that
sparkle
like jewels
nonetheless
Our
only
measure
of
reality
is the
increments
of
time
we've carved
inside
your
other life
Perhaps
we
should
stay
as we are
floating
in
our
bubble
A blog only for my lover
12.06.2005
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- Jozee
- I am an artist and lover of life. I believed completely, from a young age, in the demographers' prediction that one day the population of the world would become the color of coffee with cream.

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