why_you_say_that crOwl then the clouds moved across the sky like a shy child quickly hoping not to be seen but i saw and said nothing thinking this could be the last time i see this "what are you thinking about?" she asked me, blowing smoke from her mouth like an exhaust pipe. "this could be the day that i die," i said, looking in the full moon of her face. a few stray hairs fell strategically across her forehead. she didn't know it and that's what made it so beautiful. "why do you say that?" she laughed. 060805 what's it to you? who go blather from