Friday, October 1, 2010

The One With Why Don't You Come And Play Here.

Dear Lover,

Love is a fox-trot tap dance.
Love is a bank heist.
Love is the flip in a skirt.
And a swoosh at the heels.
This is what I believe. 

 

Love,
Me.
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