Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Corcovado

Astrud,
Would you
sing me to sleep
with that
beautiful
voice of yours
that made me fall
in love with you
and dream of a place
called
Corcovado?
Oh, How lovely.
That first time
was amazing
with you.
Every time since,
when I hear those
words escape
your lips
I become
enraptured
in the sound
of true
beauty.



United By Fate, Divided By Love



Our Flesh Becomes One



every new beginning
is at least
a little awkward.
that is nothing new.

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