Handsaw

22 May, 2008 at 21:46 (Uncategorized)

And do I love you?
How could I not,
a thousand times on wings you fly,
and still I have no words.

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2 Comments

  1. luvlymish said,

    A soul must move,
    and dance and dive,
    and find itself so willing,
    that it will dance and turn and thrive,
    within another’s wyrding.

  2. lucrecia said,

    I am but mad north – north – west; when the wind is southerly,
    I know a hawk from a handsaw.

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