Posted by andace rose on Monday, October 17, 2011
Lover's lie; almost lover's lie better.
Reality is tension; tense fantasy is without worry,
Never better.
Sealed with a kiss, more than words and parting worlds,
The complexity of a dream is cast out in the capacity of encryption.
Truth is shy but shouts loudly, just listen;
I want more than what is now, so I can remember.
Encounters that mattered or not, either way there was no simple sin.
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