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A collaboration over too much coffee.
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29 November, 2004

The Limits of Endurance

This is no time for flowers, my sweet:
they sear in the winds of shattered trust.
The air hangs heavy with the musk of heat:
sluts and vampires rage in lust.




Blogger Sreekesh Menon said...

Ebdurance has no limit;
Flowers wither but another takes its place.
The heavy air drops seeds of the new season;
Beauty and innocence in pure desire.
Hang in there !

29 November, 2004 03:30  
Blogger Geetanjali said...

I like the way you've expressed the suppressed violence of emotions...

29 November, 2004 11:21  
Blogger annie said...


29 November, 2004 14:58  
Blogger Pincushion said...

oh yeah !!

07 December, 2004 23:43  
Blogger Pincushion said...

oh yeah !!

07 December, 2004 23:45  

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