nomadicfishes
Thursday, December 11, 2008
We dole out love in teaspoons, as though there were only one bottle left soon to run dry.
We choose love from a medicine dropper, when offered the sea.
What if love were infinite? Pour everybody a tumbler! Drink up!
Run hard, into the sea...
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