Tuesday, December 06, 2005
lost, gently. like the swift melting of a snowflake on the warm flesh. slipped away. gone. like one star in the vast millions burning out. no flickering, no wavering. just gone. faded away in an instant. one light lost in the broad expanse of light. like a star that burns out in the daytime. quiet. soft. like the slip of silk onto the carpeted floor. no sound, only the sheen on the cloth as it slides off the bed.
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