you would read to me
words, lines, paragraphs
i would draw imaginary
lines on your back
you imagined us
in scenes from the pages
i would kiss the lines on your back
then draw lines in imaginary sand
you would read words and lines
and be drawn to imaginary battle
18 August 2008
© Cynthia Ryder
Monday, August 18, 2008
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