A circle has too much symmetry

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

To the man who loved me unconditionally

Can I walk a mile in your shoes?

Can I match you stride for stride?

Your long legs and beautiful height

My little black shoes over tights

And you would never refuse

But now all I can do is cry.


And the memory of us brings a smile to my lips and a tear to my eye.
And my heart weeps

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