Wednesday, April 30, 2008

A Thimble Full of Fire

I drank a thimble full of fire...

On second thought, let's not say those words unless they drip from our tongues like fire in the heat of the moment. (We don't need them, not anymore.) Colors seem brighter with those words bouncing around in my brain rather than coming out of my mouth, and sometimes I worry that I'm glowing. You have that effect on me.

...and I'm not ever going back.

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