Y'know how I just ramble about random stuff and don't really make a lot of sense on here?
Well, I'm gonna change this. Yes, I am.
Instead, this will be used for random scraps of writing.
Isn't that fun?
Oh, okay, here goes.
You ask me why.
I tell you this.
Now I recall you as more than
a statue,
more than a sigh,
blown by the wind to fall into my lap.
This other layer,
this reality,
those feet of clay make more
than shadow,
more than a trick of sun
makes nymphet into human,
spirit into woman.
love,
Noah
xxx
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