your_touch typhoid i_felt your_face pressed against my shoulder and your arms around my sides if only for that split moment and then i forgot. the darkness doesn't seem half so dark by the light of time. 000907 ... ~gez~ it drives me wild. there is no better feeling which i know. today was really good, you made me feel great before i go away to italy. but the only problem is i am going to miss you so much :( and i am going to be with pete, i can see a week of incessant poking coming up see: pete 021024 ... Death of a Rose wary searching for the fog that enshrouded us in that dreamless day, a way of rescinding every thing that becomes our nest, a genetic preposition, a haze instinctive, the left overs of your feeding. letting the eye lid crawl away from the yeti's grin. listen without hearing, humility is carving our names into the cliff i once dove from. 040827 what's it to you? who go blather from