by SnowCoveredMusefarmington, Maine, USA
Sep 2014 234 Views 0 comments
Taste
I have tried to remember where you tasted the best.
Was it:
The Bed
or the kitchen sink
or the dining room table
or the living room floor
or the window sill
or the elevator
or the airplane
or your hot tub
or the beach at midnight
or the back seat of a taxi
or in a booth in the Coffee Shop
At the Edge of The Universe.
SAS
Was it:
The Bed
or the kitchen sink
or the dining room table
or the living room floor
or the window sill
or the elevator
or the airplane
or your hot tub
or the beach at midnight
or the back seat of a taxi
or in a booth in the Coffee Shop
At the Edge of The Universe.
SAS
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2014
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