Friday, March 17, 2006

the most intimate moments of our lives are silent and full of thought. they do not involve touch, hot sighs, fervent fingertips. they are of friends in empty, late-night restaurants drawing one another and reading poetry. to have my features studied for art's sake. to feel more beautiful than any lovemaking has made me feel, to be cared for more than a thousand breathy "i love you"s could say.

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