Oh look, a strawberry for your thoughts.
I'm a ballet dancer, I'm a procrastinator.
The wee hours of the morning find me curled up in a sea of pillows and down, mind reeling a million miles a minute.
Tsk, insomnia's not such a terrible thing you know.
He's quite shy you know, my belly button. We don't talk much you see. But if one day I get him to come to play you'll be the first to know my dears.
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Poets to admire and aspire - Todd Boss, Dawn Potter, Robert Frost, Pablo Neruda
Poems that infatuate - Birches, Robert Frost; White Deer, Todd Boss; Halley's Comment, Unknown
"O heart weighed down by so many wings."