Tuesday, December 26, 2006

love song in time of drought

it doesn’t have to be perfect. 
I forget what it has to be,
where you go to the place
where it’s raining or the girls’
eyes are all watery with love,
they keep telling you it’s perfect,
and where you go it really,
really is like that, really just perfect.

12/23/06

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