Friday, January 7, 2011

Dedicated to my love .x.

The mix of his leather jacket, and fresh cologne.
How rugged.
Strength of arm on my shoulders
Chocolate too; hot.
Biting the frost was.
Bright the stars.
2 years my love, 2 years with you.
A kick in the dirt.
A shed, projectile, or lizard in hand.
Conversations left awkward in another couple's cab.
Dismissal of mankind
Dreams of desert
Tastes of freedom, and pinto bean pie.

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