As the campfire wanes, ceases to illuminate the underskirts of trees, turns to more smoke than flame and you lean back to the left or right dodging its moonlit spiral, no more perfect a time arises that the post smoke rondevous with the moon.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
As The Campfire Wanes
As the campfire wanes, ceases to illuminate the underskirts of trees, turns to more smoke than flame and you lean back to the left or right dodging its moonlit spiral, no more perfect a time arises that the post smoke rondevous with the moon.
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