Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Letters #3

-April

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-Me


"[p.s. - The greatest lovers were murderers first.]"


ETID

1 comment:

  1. Dear John,

    I'm sorry I have been so cold. But I know better than most that my showers bring the beauty of May as I decay. Just as your dry spell will make your muse return. Our tragedy makes flowers.

    Oh John, we'll always have the children. Indeed they grow up faster than they used to. But in our memory they can stay kids forever. You can do what you will with your money, bunny.

    We've shared wins and loss, and we are only half done. I don't know where this relationship is going. I May leave you as always, but I'll come around again. And we'll have our God, death threats, Jack Daniels, and poetry at the ready.

    With love,
    April

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