still, such tenderness exists.
perhaps it never really goes away.
just that it no longer defines ...
but stays still, in the air
a waft of something soft
and sad and sweet and
sure, still.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
ode to my tenderness
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1 comment:
aww. I love that :) yang tenderness na yan, so necessarily threatening; threateningly necessary. tsk tsk.
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