Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Long-Distance Telephone
She comes again, bubbling her way through the long-distance telephone at four in the morning local time. She asks me what time it is and I tell her, and she apologises through her crazy laughter. Even at four in the morning I thought it was cute.
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